I'm just wondering in what genres should I put it? As for now it can take any turn.


Keeping his guard up he crept inside. Instinct lead his hand to his tight where kunais were attached.

Naruto's apartment wasn't big –just a bedroom and a kitchen segment. Although he was quite a messy person, he hadn't manage to cluttered up his room to the point where it would be easy to hide in it. And nobody seemed to be here. With his muscles stiffen in fear, the blond examined the apartment. He checked under the bed. Nothing there (but trash). Behind the curtains, inside the closet. Still nothing. Each thing seemed to be on its place. Was it all just Naruto's paranoia? He focused on finding chakra signature of a stranger that he remembered he had felt at the entrance. Negative. He evidently overreacted. If anyone had been here, he must have left long time ago. Or it was just a delivery guy, who by mistake had came at his door putting the traces of his presence- young ninja tried to rationalized.

False alarm. Naruto had been fed up with days filled with anything but dangerous hard works, that required him to never lose his guard. No wonder he became irrational.

But it's high time he made up for it – relax and find something simple to occupy his mind.

All these emotions made his throat extremely dry. He went to the kitchen and pour a glass of water. By the way he almost smashed his head against the corner of a table while he slipped on a water puddle under the sink. Dropping tap? Geez, not again. He will handle it later, first he deserved a breather.

Cold water helped him think coherent. Just in case he ran around his apartment double checking everything. He sighed. Nothing, absolutely nothing was wrong, there wasn't even a tiny basis for being suspicious. But even now he couldn't help feeling uneasy. He needed to calm down.

Ninja spread on the bed and turned on TV. There was some stupid variety show. He couldn't focus on the program at all, but the noise of TV had repelled overwhelming weight of silence. Time slipped. At last he started to feel sleepy, so he went out to take a quick shower, then clad only in his pants he moved to the kitchen to make tea before sleeping.

He recollected of the spilt water. Where is a rag? He picked up paper towels, but to his surprise, the floor was dry. Had he already wipe it out? Oh, what a crazy day! He burst into laugher at his own stupidity and nervousness .

Suddenly silence fell in the whole apartment as a cold hand covered Naruto's mouth. The blond could feel sticky cool mass touch his bare back as the other hand wound around him in a grip preventing any fight.

"Don't try anything stupid. Don't scream. I'm not here to hurt you of course unless you give a reason to do so. So now, let us sit on that chair." Naruto got informed by a cheerful voice that didn't match the seriousness of situation. With a suggestive help from his attacker he sat on the nearer kitchen chair and let be tied up.

Uninvited guest moved from his back, leaned against a table before the blond ninja, his hungry eyes glaring at his "prisoner". He was a slim blue-haired young man, or you could say still a boy. Wide evil smile on his face revealed sharp teeth.

"I don't get it. What is so special about you? What do they see in you? What does he see in you?" the intruder chattered maliciously.

"Who? Who the hell are you? What you're talking about?"

Blue eyebrow rose in amusement.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot my manners. My name is Suigetsu, but I guess it doesn't give you a clue of who I am. So I'd better say this: I'm a member of Uchicha Sasuke's team. Do you remember him at all?"

The name for Naruto was like a red rag to a bull. He strained his whole body against the ropes. Struggling in anger he shouted:

"Where is he? Sasuke!. You'd better tell me where is He! … "

A hand to his mouth stopped further demands. Another boy's body was now uncomfortably close to his own.

"That's why I'm here." He whispered into his ear." Shut up or I gag you. Will you be quiet for a while?"

The blond nodded. After a moment of hesitation Suigetsu got back at his previous place in front of Naruto. He continued:

"Yeah, I 'm here with a certain proposition. After what you have just shown me I assume you're interested in getting Uchicha into your hands. From my side, I'm also interested in something you have in your village. Why not helping each other?"

"Ha! Stop that bullshit! What is it all about? What do you want!"

"Karin. You'll set her free."

Oh, that girl from Taka Team, who hardly survived her leader's gratitude. Yet another victim of Uchicha.

"What would I get in return?"

"I'll tell you where he is so you can set a trap for him. Still I don't guarantee you manage to defeat him."

"In other words you have nothing you can offer. How the hell this can help me. Can I believe you at all you won't betray me?" Angered filled Naruto's veins and voice.

Blue-haired man looked like this conversation was bringing him more and more entertainment.

"You can't. To put it simply, the higher the gain, the greater the risk is. That's how this world works, doesn't it? Che. Don't underestimate my help. He is ill, he's slowly getting blind. I will chose the moment when he's the weakest. And by the way, how do you imagine finding him without me? Oh I get it, your plan is that some day you accidentally run into him, he?

Naruto felt his mind is about to explode. The guts told him to retreat, that it was a nasty trap, very simple one indeed, and he's falling into it like a kid promised of a candy. But the temptation was too great. Hadn't he swear to bring his precious friend, his brother back? Useless, too weak to protect anybody called him a voice in his mind. Tears started to gather in the corners of his eyes.

Suigetsu decided to give the blond a break. Meanwhile he scanned Konoha ninja's messy apartment. Almost immediately his eyes stopped at a lowboy where in the central place stood a picture of Team 7. Almost like a little altar. Intruder moved to the photography and grabbed it. He examined it with visible interest.

"Oh, such sweet kids you all were. Who'd have though then he would grow up into what he is now… Were you really a close friend to him?"

Hands off, don't touch this. Don't interfere, it doesn't concern you. Memories of their childhood past, that were flooding him now, were like intimate treasure, sanctuary to him. No stranger had a right to pry into that live he had lost.

"Put it back! Give him back! What do you mean – ill?" Naruto's voice broke under the pressure of emotions.

"So, should I take it as yes?" Suigetsu came back to the tied boy, quickly drew a kunai and pressed it against sitting boy's chest. Then they stared long into each other eyes.

Naruto was first to break the deadly silence.

"Why?" He wheezed out. "Why do you want to sell me you teammate?" Pant. "Don't you care what's gonna happen with him?"

"I couldn't care less about that sick bastard who didn't care at all of Karin, of us."

The kunai cut the ropes on Naruto chest.

"I'll come again to get your answer."

Before the blond had time to extricate from his restrains, purple-eyed body lost its shape, staggered and a water poured on the floor. It soon vanished without a trace.

Little apartment was yet again calm and quiet except trembling Naruto.


Thanks to all of you who stayed with me till the end :)