Do Demons Cry?

Ch. 3

Forgotten Legends

Wow, sorry about that long gap between chapters, it would appear that I've had a yeah long writers block…ehehe…Anyway, having read over the previous two chapters, I have decided that I will continue this story, so enjoy!

A cool fall breeze swept through his blonde hair as he sat at the waters edge, his reflection, though slightly distorted, revealed pale features, more than likely from blood loss, however; it appeared that Kyuubi had leant a hand in a very speedy recovery, Naruto had already taken off the bloody bandage from his lift wrist to find nothing more than a small scab. He'd been told to sit here and wait by a very odd Sasuke, and, having already incurred said mans wrath, he felt it best to stay put.

He took a deep breath of the crisp air, supposedly his old sensei was going to show up, and unless he was very mistaken, would lecture him in why suicide was a bad thing…as if he hadn't already figured it out. Suddenly there came a loud "POP" from behind, taking his time, as he already knew who it was, he slowly gazed up at the silver haired man before turning his attention back to his own sickly appearance. The masked Jounin sat next to him, crossing his legs Indian-style, he could feel the one black eye staring at him, but before the newcomer could speak, "Listen, Kakashi-sensei, I already know what you're going to say…Sasuke made it perfectly clear to me that I made a mistake, okay? So please, I don't want to hear it from you as well…" He gave a sigh at this, already expecting the reprobation; however such a thing did not come.

"Ah, yeah, I heard about that. He really got on you huh? Well we've all been a little stressed lately…Things seem to be going from bad to worse as of late..." This response drew a curious gaze from the younger of the two, his ignorance of current situations apparent, "Uh…what you mean?" Now the elder took a longing gaze out over the slightly calm lake, he took his time answering, choosing how best to approach the question. He gave a discomforted sigh as he settled on being blunt and to the point," The Hokage has been killed Naruto…" This drew an unbelieving gaze from the other, one eyebrow raised, "This really isn't the time to be joking around sir…" Kakashi simply shook his silvery head as he closed the one visible eye, perhaps blunt had not been the correct choice? He looked down at the young man, who happened to be waiting for a smiling eye, "I'm afraid it's the truth Naruto, he's already been replaced by the Sannin Tsunade…I'm very sorry, but the villagers are still adamant in their decision to keep you out, even on something as crucial as the death of the Third…" Narutos mouth gave the slightest twitch as he stared back out over the water, so it hadn't been a joke? He felt his eyes begin to burn again, a sensation all too familiar to the young demon bearer, how could they have left him out? Why would they do such a thing, were they really that heartless? How could they shun him, no…keep him in complete darkness about the man who saved him being dead? However, this brought about another question which he voiced through trembling, clenched teeth, "W-who….who did it sensei?" The whole world seemed to have fallen down around him, all at once it seemed as if everything had been wiped from his mind, a feeling of complete blankness and loneliness, his old master shook his head in regret, "One of his older pupils…His name is Orochimaru…" The name slithered through Narutos head like a snake, squirming its way through every nook and cranny of his mind, he'd heard that name somewhere before, but where?

.:Flashback:.

The rain pounded heavily against the school window as thunder shook the schoolhouse, causing the already inadequate lighting to flicker in and out, at the front of the room stood one of Narutos most favorite people in the whole wide world, Iruka-san, he leaned over onto his desk while he spoke aloud, "Of the three, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade; Orochimaru was most feared, for this man, or beast as some called him, had gained such power that many thought that he feared nothing, not even the mighty Hokage himself." At this a hand shot into the air, it belonged to a very young Kiba Inuzuka, a slightly surprised look came over Iruka's face, it wasn't often he had one of his infamous troublemakers pay attention in class, "Yes Kiba, what is it?"

"My mom said Orochimaru was a real man, is he?"

"Well, I suppose your mother is correct for the most part, yes, he was a real man, though his betrayal of the village happened many many years ago, so far ago that I can't even remember it."

Again, another hand shot into the air, this time it belonged to a bright blue eyed youth by the name of, "Yes Naruto?"

"Why didn't the other two try and stop him?"

"That's a very good question actually, as far as we know they still considered him a friend up until the day he turned over his headband, and by that time their bond had been broken, none of them could work together. So…two could not face one, it was a three man cell, it had grown together and in the end, found it could not function properly with a piece missing, and I'm guessing having to fight that missing piece made it all the harder." Iruka gave a satisfied nod at his answer, however; before he could say another word, another hand had reached into the air, this time it belonged to a pink haired little girl with a slightly large forehead, "But sir…Why didn't the Hokage just deal with him?"

"Ah, another good question Sakura, that's because Orochimaru, along with Tsunade and Jiraiya, were like children to him, and, I think, no parent could ever consider murdering their own child, even if the child themselves threatened murder." He gave another glance over the class before continuing, "Now, if you'll all turn to page…"

.:Flashback End:.

Naruto gave a start as he looked back up at Kakashi, his emotions now catching up with him, his voice caught in his throat while he choked back tears, "B-but I…I though that…that H-Hokage-sama could take him! Iruka said so!" At this Kakashi simply gave a nod, he took a few moments as he picked his words, all the while Naruto stared up at his masters blank face, trying desperately to hold back the swell tears.

Eventually he spoke, "I think…as Iruka undoubtedly told you, that the Hokage could not kill any of his students, he has viewed all his pupils as his own blood children…And it certainly didn't help that Orochimaru choose the time that he did, the Hokage was getting old Naruto…Although he was still a powerful fighter, old age is still a huge handicap for anyone he was simply not as fast or as strong as he once was…I wish though, that he was the biggest of our problems, but, he is not…It would seem you had a caller a few days ago, Sasuke had a run in with this man…"

.:Flashback:.

A dark haired young man made his way along a cobblestone path next to a small stream, a small gaggle of girls passed, all of whom began to talk excitedly as he passed, he heard his name whispered between them, "Oh my god! It's Sasuke! He's so hot! Ohhh…Ahhhh!" He simply gave an annoyed snort as he stalked off behind them, eventually coming to a shaded part of the walkway beside the stream, however, he soon found his path blocked by a tall, dark figure. His stoic obsidian eyes gave the man a one over, he had quite a strange attire, a long black cloak with oriental red clouds patched on here and there, and on top of his head sat a large brimmed straw hat with charms hanging off the sides, the large hat managed to hide his face quite effectively. Rather then stand there and stare at the man, he decided to simply walk past him without a single word, so he did just that. As he came side to side with man he felt a sudden, strong pain on his left bicep, suddenly he was spinning, so fast that the scenery became blurred, without warning a pain erupted in his midsection, his eyes, which had turned blood red in color saw a sandaled foot inserted into said body part before he was sent flying. He landed hard in the small stream, sending a few small rocks and water flying, he felt several deep cuts in his elbow and back, however, he felt nothing broken, so he sprang up, ready to take the offense. It was at this time, however, that his attacker shed the large straw hat, Sharingan met Sharingan, it was the only other pair of Mirror Wheel eyes the young Uchiha had ever laid his own on, "Hello little brother, I'm only going to ask this once, where is Kyuubi?"

.:Flashback End:.

Well I hoped you all liked it! It's over 5 pages in word, so you'd better like it a damn lot! Kidding…sort of…Anyway, in case you can't tell I'm trying to integrate the original storyline with my own a bit, some people like that shrugs Anyway, review if you liked, and I'll get to work on the next as soon as I can? K? Okey dokie!

Caio!