First attempt at writing (coming straight from 1+ year hiatus x.x), you must be kind... Haven't really figured out what I'm doing yet, but I'm doing a somewhat... introspective piece, but not really... x.x gomen. And, for all of you that have known me for writing 8-9 page chapters... Forget it. I'm too lazy for that... I have to leave in twenty minutes anyway...

To all of you who gave this a chance, I have a proper idea now and also I have a summary now (it's probably the most cliché thing I could come up with, but you have to take into account that I'm still recovering from... yeah, nevermind):

Kyuubi (Nine-Tails) was once known as the assassin of all assassins. He'd kill your target and slay you just as easily. The moonlit beauty of the world, he was followed by everyone and anyone that met or hired him. Unfortunately, that was twenty years ago, and no one had seen him since.

This mysterious and quite supernatural entity has finally been tracked down again, but... things just aren't what they seem...

Naruto was just shy of seventeen years and lived in a small village called Konoha. Despite the majority of the other town inhabitants, he didn't lust for the world outside of the village borders and not being the female sex, he didn't feel the need to throw himself at every traveler that came through town, hoping to get swept off his feet so he had an excuse to leave.

Of course, even if he didn't want to leave his quaint home, he did like the prospect of exploring and adventure. Travelers and drifters weren't uncommon, so when that surprisingly brisk June day came along and he stepped into the local ramen shop coming face-to-face with three strangers, he wasn't surprised. He even held a small hope that they might want to talk to him about their adventures (hell, last time travelers came along, the man had almost talked Naruto's ear off...).

The three strangers were all male and unfortunately not the most attractive beings in existence. They all stank of days to weeks without a wash and their other personal hygiene wasn't too pretty either. Their clothing hung from them in rags and they were shouting at each other in a guttural tongue that Naruto hoped was a different language because if they were talking in his, then they'd warped it beyond all repair.

"'Ey there pretty boy," one of the men shouted at him and Naruto winced at the brash sound of his voice. "c'mere for a minute."

Naruto turned away, deciding that the best plan of action would be to ignore the obviously drunken bastards, since he already had deemed their everyday talk unintelligible anyhow. Waving a little to the harassed looking owner of the shop, he was startled to feel slimy hands grabbing his arm.

"Hey, let go!" Naruto hissed, pulling away easily. Despite his looks, he was fully capable of taking care of himself, even if idiots like them thought otherwise. His eyes darted to the doorway as he tried to think of the fastest way to leave so he didn't have to involve the other customers.

"I thought I said, I wanted you to come here." The man spoke, more intelligently this time.

Naruto briefly wondered if he had made a mistake... then, he went crashing to the ground. He heard screams coming from the other people within the shop and then...

"I said to fucking let me go you fucking bastards!" Naruto shrieked, vaulting to his feet and turning to face the sickly grin of his attacker. He couldn't look at those bleary eyes for long before his own eyes started to water. He shivered.

Was everything just going to end like this then? He had been hiding out for five years in this new vessel, and as far as he knew, he thought he had been doing a pretty damn good job... of course, this blonde was the epitome of 'idiot', and Kyuubi cursed himself for this obviously glaring oversight.

Naruto tried to keep calm as he looked towards the entrance again. He could make it, but that would only help to further prove that he was who he didn't want to be. He snarled and bared his teeth at his attacker who laughed in response.

"You idiots have started playing without me?" came a cold voice from the entrance.

Naruto looked over and the dark red bled back from his eyes so they returned to their crystal blue. Standing there, silhouetted by the bright morning light from outside was a young man, maybe in his early twenties. Dark hair and dark eyes were burned into his memory and he couldn't keep back a soft gasp of delighted surprise. What a tasty treat this was... but, what did he taste like?

Naruto narrowed his eyes and leapt backwards from the table he had been precariously perched upon. He landed nimbly on his feet and crouched low to absorb his weight before straightening regally, with just a bit of cowering in his presence. After all, even though he loathed to do so, he had to pretend he was an innocent. Of course, his little acrobatics might have just made it worse...

"Sasuke-sama..." mumbled one of the goons that had been attacking him.

Naruto snorted softly. Now he had a name, but he still didn't know how 'Sasuke' tasted. Would he be sweet? Or would he be...

"Why on earth are you attacking this poor boy?" Sasuke asked, his voice laced with deep sarcasm, hidden behind even deeper sweetness. It was an utterly sickening sound to those truly listening, however to any other --- they might just fall in love.

Naruto decided this 'sweet-tasting' boy might just be his ticket out of here so he smiled grotesquely at the goons before Sasuke turned to look back at him. So, perhaps it was a childish gesture, but it was unnervingly satisfying.

"He's the 'Kyuubi!'" shouted one of the men and Naruto hissed so loudly the sound filled the entire shop.

'Well, now that my secret is out, I better scram...' Naruto glared daggers at the man before leaping to the side, easily dodging the clumsy attempts of capture and shot out the entryway, a phantom afterimage of three tails skating after him.

"Kyuubi?" Sasuke murmured, his eyes narrowing to slits. "How interesting."

A/N: I might write more, and then again I might just leave fandom again... anyway, if this formats incorrectly then I'll have to fix it when I get back, because I have no patience for it right now and I have to leave on a previous engagement, so...