A/N: Yay! I have some reviews for this! This makes me very happy! And I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. So, since I put this up like, two days ago, I think that the regular updating days will be Monday and Wednesday, if I can keep that up. I'm having fun writing this, but remember, I have to update on my other stories as well, or else those reviewers will hunt me down and kill me. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this! YAY! You find out some things about the complex Sasuke! It might seem like his entire past, but that is just so...Not it. (smiles evilly) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Naruto and Co. belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Sasuke looked at Naruto with a dark brow raised, blinking at him before he continued to eat his sandwich as if he didn't care. "That's nice, but why do you want to talk with me, exactly?"

"You interest me, Sasuke Uchiha, and I want to see something." Naruto replied, grinning at him still, his arms crossed over his chest as planted his left foot on the bench seat of the picnic table that no one seemed to sit on. Maybe that was a good thing, if everyone put their feet on them…

"I interest you, eh Uzumaki?" Sasuke said, looking at him blankly, before he shrugged. "I seem to be the interest of a lot of people today, if all the staring I receive counts as something." He then sighed and closed his eyes as he ate. "What do you really want…Kyuubi?"

Naruto rolled his eyes at his Gang name, and then crossed his arms, glaring at Sasuke a little coldly. "I want to see if your bite is as bad as your bark." He said, looking at him pointedly. "You act tough, but can you back up your words with muscle?"

"I like to think I can." Sasuke said, sipping his Coke©, as if he didn't care that Naruto was glaring at him. He could feel Naruto's annoyance rolling off of him in waves, hitting him full force, but he just lazily looked up with a quirked brow. "Yes?"

"Show me you can fight."

"On school property? I thought that wasn't allowed."

"The old hag wouldn't care if I carried around a friggin' gun around school, alright? She'd think it'd be for protection."

"Ah, yes, too bad in this State, it isn't legal for you to carry one around." Sasuke said, but he put down his lunch and stood up, cracking his neck and rolling his shoulder, looking at him with a bored expression that could rival even Shikamaru's expression of boredom. He then glared up at Naruto, his eyes narrowed. "Ready when you are, dobe."

"Got it, Sasuke-teme," Naruto said, lifting his feet to stand on his haunches, his hands out and ready to either block or attack, a feral grin on his whisker scarred face. Sasuke stood there lazily, before he shifted his feet apart, and held his hands up to either block or attack in his own way, his hands straight. He bent his knees a little, waiting for Naruto to make the first move. And make the first move the blonde did.

He rushed at him with a speed Sasuke had almost never seen before, but thankfully he had and he jumped up in time, landing on the blonde's shoulders and pushing off of them, before turning around in midair and thrusting his foot down, hitting Naruto square on the head. He flipped back, bending down in a different attacking position, and Naruto turned around, eyes narrowed as he rushed at him, bringing his fist back. Sasuke leaned sideways as Naruto tried to punch him, before kneeing the blonde in the gut.

He ducked when Naruto tried to make a grab for him, and grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head as he slammed him against a tree that was beside the picnic table, his face close to the blonde's.

"Holding back just insults my pride, and the fact that you challenged me annoys me to no end." He hissed angrily, his eyes narrow slits. "Tell me what the hell you want so that I can eat me lunch in peace."

Naruto stared at him for a long moment, before he grinned, and ripped his wrists out of the raven head's grip, before stepping sideways, holding his hands up in peace. "Wow, you caught on quick." He said, looking at him in amusement. "And you figured out I was holding back. Attentive." He clapped mockingly at the Uchiha, which just made Sasuke narrow his eyes even further into slits, and Naruto stopped, his eyes widening as he saw something.

His eyes…Had bled red…

Shaking his head, he grinned at Sasuke, as if he were unaffected by the fight they had just had and the thing that had happened to Sasuke's eyes, though they were back to normal again. "Wanted to know if you wanted to join," he said, indicating to the people behind him, the Bijuu Gang people. "First off, you stood up to me, which not a lot of people have done, second of all, you can tell if I'm at full power, and you've never fought me before now. Third of all, I like you. I like your attitude, I like the way you act towards the world. And then, lastly, I also like the fact that you're strong enough to even pin me against a tree." He mock bowed, before crossing his arms, sitting up and raising an eyebrow. "That immediately qualifies you as an Honour Member."

"A what?" Sasuke asked, crossing his arms as he regarded the blonde carefully. He did not like the fact that this kid was hiding something…He acted way too cheerful for his own good.

"Honour Member; they're immediately high in the ranks, and they get the leader's complete and utter trust." Naruto looked at him, smirking as he held a hand out for the Uchiha to shake. "Well?"

Sasuke looked at Naruto's hand for a long while, before he snorted, grabbed his lunch from the table, and rolled his shoulders, glaring at him. "Don't call me, I'll call you." He said, waving as he walked away. Naruto watched as Chouji looked at Shikamaru, who nodded for him to follow him and keep him company, while the blonde narrowed his blue eyes.

"Shikamaru," he called out, and the lazy boy looked at him with his full attention, a rare sight to see from the Nara boy. "I want you to find out everything you can about Sasuke Uchiha tonight, and give me all the information tomorrow in the morning." Shikamaru nodded, thinking over all the different resources he'd have to look over to find out about this new guy as he walked away, calculating how much time it would take him mentally.

"Neji," the pale eyed boy turned to look at Naruto with a raised eyebrow, blinking at him lazily. The leader of the dangerous gang grinned a little like an animal that had been freed from its cage, making Neji mentally gulp. "Look after the kid, eh? I don't want anything happening to this new…Interest of mine." He then turned, and waved for the group of people behind him to follow, the red headed guy with the 'Love' tattoo on his forehead looking back to see Uchiha now talking to Chouji, the larger boy laughing at something the darker boy had said as Neji ran up to catch up with them.

'Interesting…This guy has gotten Uzumaki's interest…' He thought, looking at the blonde beside him with blank green eyes. 'That has to mean something.'

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Sasuke's math teacher with Asuma Sarutobi wasn't eventful, except when Asuma threw a piece of chalk at Shikamaru for falling asleep. Last class was geography with Kurenai Yuuhi, a woman with red eyes that seemed to think that the drama her students go through is amusing, and she also looks over a young girl with dark navy blue/black hair and the same pale eyes as Neji. Neji told Sasuke that the girl's name was Hinata Hyuuga, and she was his cousin.

So after an eventful morning, and a sleep worthy afternoon, Sasuke grabbed all of his things that he needed that night, including the homework he had gotten from English class from Kakashi to write down their most interesting dreams, and got ready to walk home.

A car that stopped in front of him stopped him, though. A window rolled down, and Sasuke saw the red head that had been standing beside Naruto stick his head out the window, looking at him blankly. "Sasuke Uchiha." He called out, and Sasuke raised a dark eyebrow at him.

"State your business." Sasuke said, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes. "Your name would be nice, too."

"Gaara Sabaku." Gaara said, stepping out of the car to reveal two people behind him watching, but he slammed the door on them as he walked over to the Uchiha. "My business is none of your concern…Yet."

"Gaara Sabaku," Sasuke said, looking at him blankly. "Your answer makes no sense. What do you want? I would like to get home."

"Why did you move here, Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Why are you asking?"

"Answer me and I'll leave you alone." Sasuke looked at him, contemplating whether to tell him and be left alone, or to not tell him and drive the red head crazy. Looking back at the black circled, dead green eyes, he opted for choice number one. The guy already looked crazy.

"My brother decided that we needed to get out of the country and crap like that, and decided to move here, closer to his University. Anything else I haven't mentioned means it's confidential."

"Your brother's name?"

"I didn't mention it; it's confidential."

"Uchiha, I'll leave you alone." Sasuke once again weighed his options, then sighed and shook his head, glaring at Gaara.

"Itachi. Are you happy now? Can I leave?" Gaara nodded, and Sasuke slammed his shoulder into him, pushing roughly past him as he briskly walked down the sidewalk. Gaara walked back into the car, an interested look on his face.

"Gaara?" A girl, his older sister Temari, with her blonde hair in four pigtails on the back of her head, and dark green eyes that her brother shared with her, wearing a black skirt and a light purple top with a leather jacket and biker boots that buckled up to the very top, looked at him quietly. She was a fourth year in the high school, and was also part of the Bijuu Gang, seeing as it was a haven to her and her siblings from the old gang they were in… "Why did you talk to him?"

"I was wondering the same thing, actually." Kankuro, Gaara's older brother, and a year younger than Temari, said. He had dark brown hair and black eyes, and he wore black jeans, a white T-shirt and black combat boots. He was a third year, like Naruto was.

Gaara looked at them both for a moment, before he grinned, making a shiver run down both his sibling's spines. "He's related to Sharingan Itachi."

Sasuke got into the house a little bit before a sudden downpour of rain happened outside, and he closed the door to his brother and his apartment quietly, dropping his backpack by the door and slipping out of his shoes, running his fingers through his dark hair quietly as he shuffled over to the fridge and yanked it open, looking into it for something to eat as a snack of something. Finding nothing he craved for, he slammed it shut again, walked over to the couch, and fell onto the back, flipping over so that his torso was on the seat, and his legs were on the back.

He grabbed the remote to the TV, and turned it on, flipping through the channels as he sat upside down, not caring that the blood was slowly rushing to his head, and when he sat up, he'd be really dizzy. He flicked through channels in boredom, his eyes once in a while flicking over to the window which had its curtains drawn, and he watched the rain, the lightening flashing brightly, and the thunder loud and threatening.

About half and hour later is when the power went out, and Sasuke was plunged into darkness.

Sighing, the dark boy rolled to his side and sat up, getting his bearings after having been upside down for so long, before he got up and felt his way to the kitchen area, opening a cupboard and grabbing the candles, a lighter, and the flashlight they had in their just for these occasions.

Turning on the flashlight, he flicked the lighter on with precise control, and lit three candles, before turning the lighter off, placing the candles on the kitchen counter, the table in the hall, and the table in front of the TV. He then sat down on a chair in the living room area, and sighed, flicking the flashlight on and off every once in a while, looking at the roof. He had decided at one point to start counting the dots on the roof, and after he got to about 150, he stopped, his eyes beginning to hurt.

Finally, another half out later, the door opened, and Sasuke flashed the flashlight onto his brother as he came in, soaking wet and looking a little grouchy. "How was your day?" Sasuke asked lightly to his Aniki, just to annoy him.

Itachi flipped him off and slipped out of his shoes, walking down the hall to go get dressed into some cleaner clothes. Sasuke snickered and shook his head, before he went back to staring at nothing as his current entertainment. Itachi came back out of his room in dry clothes, toweling off his wet hair, and a game box was under his arm.

"No, not that game."

"It's our game for a blackout, Sasuke. Come on, just because we don't live at the farm anymore, doesn't mean we can break tradition." Sasuke looked at his brother as if he were joking, and saw that Itachi had a light smile on, meaning he was completely serious.

"As of this moment until you make it up to me by buying me pizza…I hate you." Sasuke said, getting out of his chair and grabbing a pillow as they made themselves comfortable on the floor on either side of the living room table, pushing the candle aside a little and putting the flashlight beside them for more light, before Itachi set down Monopoly©.

"I want to be the shoe." Sasuke said. Itachi grinned and nodded, handing him the pieces as they set up.

Shikamaru sat in his room in the dark, his laptop that was battery powered on his lap as he held a flashlight to read the key properly. He was typing like mad with on hand, trying to find information about Sasuke Uchiha, the kid he had just met that day for Naruto. Well, he had to. Naruto had ordered him to. And Shikamaru was one of those special members, and the top informant for Naruto. He could find out the history about anyone, even if the files were confidential.

He was a good hacker like that.

Finally, he got into a site where they held the personal information of everyone who had just moved into the city, and looked up the Uchiha family, cracking the code and avoiding the firewall at the same time. He smirked a little at the idiots who thought they could stop him, before he broke the password and double clicked onto Sasuke's file.

Folder after folder opened up, and his eyes widened at the length of it all. But, not wanting to disappoint the leader of the Bijuu Gang and his good friend, Shikamaru sent all the files onto a Microsoft Word© document and sent it to his printer, where he immediately looked up to see that it had started to work, thankfully. He put his laptop aside, and got up, getting the papers that were printing out the information, looking at the first page with blank eyes.

A photo of Sasuke with one of those jail signs and a number on it was shown with the two angles, his now all-too-familiar frown/pout looking at him darkly. The information next to these pictures were what really interested him as he scanned through them, picking up each sheet as it as printed and reading it, getting new understanding of the new kid in their school.

He raised an eyebrow when his family history was printed out, and it was only one word:

Dead.

Neji was sitting in a dojo-like training room, his eyes closed as he sat on a white cushion, wearing only a pair of black drawstring cotton pants, his hair loose and around his face, falling freely down his back. His well-toned muscled chest rose and fell with each deep breath the Hyuuga took, indicating that he was meditating.

Beside him, Hinata sat next to him in the same position, wearing a white tank top and black drawstring cotton pants as well, meditating with her cousin. Her hair, which was cut short, but she was letting it grow out; fell into her pale, serene face, though she didn't seem to notice.

Suddenly, Neji's eyes opened, and he stood up quietly, his cousin following suit, and they turned to each other, both going into familiar fighting stances as a man walked into the dojo like room in a white yukata, those same pale eyes that Neji and Hinata shared looking at them sternly, his dark hair falling back flatly against the back of his neck.

The Hyuugas were a Japanese family that had moved to North America years ago, but they still kept their traditions strong, and they still wore what their ancestors had worn for generations, or at least the Head of the Hyuuga family did.

Neji glanced at him, before he nodded and turned back to look at Hinata, smiling a little to her as he had seen her grow a tiny bit nervous in front of this man; her father. She nodded, and held out her hands, palm outwards, before she ran towards Neji, hitting him in the shoulder. He countered by hitting her back in the chest with the flat of his hand, and sent her stumbling back.

She caught her balance, and then rushed at him again, fighting as Hiashi Hyuuga watched quietly.

Naruto kicked at a punching bag in his room, making it sway back and forth violently, before he punched at it faster than he ever had before, his brow furrowed and beaded with sweat, blonde hair damp from what seemed to either be the after effects of a shower, or just sweating like a pig. He stood in only a pair of grey sweatpants, his hands covered in bandages so that when the skin on his knuckles broke skin, they bled onto the bandages and not anything else.

There was a knock on his door, and he grunted, letting whoever it was to enter. The door opened, and in stepped his guardian, Kakashi Hatake.

Kakashi looked disdainfully at the mess his charge's room was in, before he sighed, and pushed up the blue bandage thing over his left eye, the eye closed showing a scar running along the lid and down his cheek, before he opened it to show that his eye was actually red. He then pushed down his mask to show a regular looking face, and looked at Naruto with a serious expression.

"I heard you picked a fight with the new kid today." He said grimly, raising a silver eyebrow at the blonde. Naruto stopped beating the crap out of his punching bag, and looked up at his guardian, blinking at him as he wiped off the dripping sweat from his skin. He tilted his head to the side as he looked at Kakashi in the dark that the entire city had been plunged into, the rain still beating down on the glass outside, before he shrugged lightly.

"Yeah, I did. I wanted to see if he was as tough as he acted." He said, turning his attention back to the bag, and started to punch it again, wincing slightly as the skin broken on one of his left knuckles. He felt a hand grip his wrist, telling him to stop, and he sighed, kicking the bag once more for good measure, before he turned and looked at Kakashi, unwrapping his hands quietly. "I wanted to see if he wanted to join."

"Naruto, I thought you said you were going to disband the Bijuu Gang. You promised Iruka before you left his care." Kakashi said, frowning at him in a disapproving way. Naruto shrugged, looking at his bloodied knuckles, before he looked at Kakashi, and grinned.

"What can I say to defend myself? So many people had joined; it was their way of escaping the troubles of their real life, and they became so close knit it was like a family. I can't break apart a family, Kakashi." He said, grabbing a dirtied towel from behind him, and dipping the tip of it into his glass of water, before he started to wash off the blood on his skin. "Gaara and his siblings, you know them. They were running from the Shukaku Gang, a gang that is now extinct, because they had left, and the leader didn't really like that."

"So your gangs are like the mafia. You guys believe if you bribe the church enough, you'll get into heaven?"

"Kakashi, we don't kill people. We hurt them, sure. Mentally scar them, yeah. Kill them? Not so much. Only Gaara has done that, and he is really trying to be forgiven for his sins. Seriously. He goes to the food kitchen every Saturday." Kakashi had to stop himself from laughing at the thought of the rather psychotic looking insomniac behind a counter, giving food to a bunch of homeless guys, a net in his red hair. After imagining the net in his hair, though, he did let out a snort, and looked to see Naruto rolling his eyes, but grinning all the same. "Insane, I know, but it's Gaara remember? He's already insane."

Kakashi then sighed, and shook his head, looking at him with a serious face again. "Don't ask Sasuke to join again, Naruto, unless you want some real trouble for you." He said, then patted his shoulder, and indicated to the punching bag. "Go ahead and punch it to death. I know it helps you let out your steam of being afraid of the dark."

Naruto stuck his tongue out at him, before taking a drink from his glass of water, not caring he had cleaned his knuckles with the water, then rewrapped his knuckles and hands in clean bandages, and began on beating the bag. But before he really got into it, he looked to see Kakashi watching him quietly again.

"What do you mean real trouble?"

"I would tell you, but that's just cruel to him, and his brother." Kakashi then waved at him and walked out, closing the door. Naruto stood there for a moment, before he once again began to beat the punching bag.

The next day, early in the morning before dawn, on the roof of Konoha High, you could find the special members of the Bijuu Gang, and a few of the early risers, including Naruto, who sat on the edge of the roof, looking out over the horizon as the sun was slowly rising. Once the red and yellow bled into the dark sky, brightening it up so that he had plenty of light, he nodded to Shikamaru, who walked over to him and handed him a folder of information.

"Holy shit, Shikamaru, did you get the entire family history of this guy?"

"Actually, his family history is peculiar. You'll get it when you read it. Other than that, that's his file. His information and his records."

"What type? Educational or something?"

"No, his criminal records." Shikamaru said, looking at him quietly. "It seems that he was once the right hand man to Orochimaru, the head honcho of the Oto Gang. He left Orochimaru though, because they were causing trouble for his family, and in return, Orochimaru turned him into the police about selling drugs such as marihuana." Naruto looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "He, of course, never did the drugs. He just sold them."

"Anything else?" Naruto asked, looking through the papers in the folder as he thought about what Kakashi had told him last night about Sasuke. Real trouble, huh…?

"Plenty. His record is actually about the size of yours, if not a little bigger. Seems like he was a rebellious kid. He was in rehabilitation for a while, but this was before he had sworn off drugs forever. He was about…10. After he spent a year in there, his parents checked him out, and they moved to the country, Sasuke not even really remembering anything about his life in the city. Maybe like forced amnesia, or a picky memory. Anyhow, the point is, he moved to the country, and everything stopped for a while. He was brought home plenty of times by the police for stealing a farmer's cow or something, but nothing too serious like before. After that, though, I don't know anything."

"What about his family history…" He trailed off, coming across a peculiar sheet. "What the hell is this?"

"That, Naruto…Is his family history."

Naruto blinked, looking up at him with raised eyebrows. "You're shitting me."

"Wish I were." Shikamaru said, then walked over and took the sheet with the one word on it, looking at it as he remember looking at the site to se if this was what was really supposed to be printed off. "It seems like the family history on the site was once a huge file, most likely because the Uchihas are practically famous in a different city, but it seems that I guess a few days ago by the recent save of the file, that some guy hacked into the system like I did and changed the entire thing, and just wrote down 'dead', meaning either the entire family except for Sasuke and apparently his brother are dead, or someone doesn't want anyone to know anything about the Uchiha family."

He then picked up another few pages, and showed them to Naruto with a blank face. "And this is his old school records before he moved to the country and got a clean record to start over. Seems like he liked starting fights, and usually, the opposing party member would end up with wounds that were too nasty for the school nurse to take care of, and they were sent to the hospital. One of them is actually still in a coma." He then sighed and handed the pages back.

"There's a bunch of other crap in there about Sasuke, and it makes me wonder about the guy. He didn't seem so bad yesterday. A little dark and quiet, moody, even, but who knew he was capable of THAT?"

"What's that?" Naruto asked, looking at him with narrowed eyes.

"Look at the last page." Naruto nodded and flipped through the other pages, getting to the last one. His eyes widened.

"The hell…"

"Exactly."

Sasuke was writing up the last of his report for English before school started, sitting on the stage like he had the day before, when suddenly, a shadow fell over him. He glanced up, and smirked a little, seeing Neji and Shikamaru standing there, Shikamaru with his hands in his pockets and not really caring, Neji holding a cell phone in his right hand loosely. Neji smiled back at him, and they sat down. A little bit after they were joined by Chouji, who looked flushed and he whispered something to Shikamaru, whose eyes widened and he smirked at his best friend, patting his shoulder in congrats. Before Sasuke could ask, though, Neji spoke.

"So, Sasuke, what was life like before you moved?" He asked lightly, curious as to how the boy used to live, but with the meeting that happened up on the roof earlier that morning, he had a clue. But Sasuke didn't know that.

"My family and I lived in the country for about a year. It was good there, I guess. It was quiet, and everyone was friendly. I didn't really like it, but that's because I've never had a bright outlook on life." He said quietly, going back to his report. Talking about his past…Was never a pleasant deal. Especially…Since he couldn't remember anything beyond the past years since he was twelve…

"And before that?" Neji asked gently, seeing his uncomfortable expression, as if pained by something.

"I don't remember." He said gently, looking up at him with cold eyes. "Why do you ask?"

"Call me curious." Neji said, holding his hands up to try and calm the boy in front of him. Sasuke just nodded, and went back to writing the last of his report. Neji then looked back at Shikamaru, who bit the inside of his cheek and nodded, before he stood up.

"I gotta go; I just remembered I forgot something outside. How troublesome." Shikamaru said, rolling his eyes at the mere thought of forgetting something someplace farther than three feet from him. Sasuke nodded, and Neji and Chouji watched him leave, before Neji peeked over his report, reading a few lines, and smirking. "You actually had those nightmares?"

"Hell yes, Gai really does creep the crap out of me." Sasuke muttered, rolling his eyes at the thought of the Drama teacher he'd be seeing third period. "God…"

Neji just snickered.

Shikamaru climbed up onto the roof, looking at Naruto who was reading through Sasuke's file with keen interest, his brow furrowed and his teeth worrying his bottom lip quietly as he read, flipping through different pages and blinking at some of the things that was in it, before looking up at Shikamaru with a raised brow. "What did you find out?"

"Sasuke seriously doesn't remember anything before the age of twelve." Shikamaru said, crossing his arms and looking at him. "We don't know why yet. We might look for his brother and ask him."

"What's his brother's name? It doesn't say in here, before the family history and anything to do with family have been rewritten, if your guess is correct." Naruto said, pointing to the file of pages that only had one word at the top, all of them the same: Dead.

Shikamaru shrugged lightly, and this is when Gaara, who was sitting next to Naruto, decided to speak up, a small smile on his lips, frightening everyone around them, excluding Naruto because he knew the boy beside him well. Why else would he be his right hand man, eh?

"I know who his brother is." He said quietly. Temari and Kankuro, who sat on a different ledge on the roof, looked at their brother, before shivering at the look of pure glee on his pale, gaunt face.

Naruto raised a blonde eyebrow, smirking a little at his second year friend. "Oh, Gaara? What do you know about him?"

"I asked Sasuke about him last night. Why did he move, and his brother's name." He said quietly, looking at Naruto with his pale green eyes, permanently rimmed with the dark black of self-induced insomnia. "He moved because his brother thought that they should move away from their old home, the farm. His brother, though…"

"What's his name, Gaara?" Naruto asked, his eyes narrowing a little as Gaara chuckled darkly, before looking up at him.

"Itachi."

Everyone froze at the name, and Naruto actually blinked and shivered a little at the mention of his name, before looking at him again. "Are you serious?" He sighed when Gaara nodded, before the red head fell back into his silent, cold demeanor, tapping his fingers quietly against each other. Naruto then sighed, running his hands through his spiky blonde hair.

"That…Explains a lot, doesn't it? Sasuke's eyes turning red…The reason why they moved…" He sighed, closing his eyes.

"Sharingan Itachi, the best hacker in the business." Shikamaru said quietly. "One of the top three in the Akatsuki Gang."

Naruto then grinned a little like a fox, opening his eyes. "Why hasn't he visited me yet?"