Prologue:
Broom
The numerous motoring of transports echoed. Clouds surrounded the somewhat large city of L.A. People yelled, others hollered, and others simply remained quiet as they walked by. It was raining heavily, and from a distance could be seen a young boy jogging his way through the pouring rain. He breathed heavily after each breather he took.
Just when he made his stop to call out for a taxi he tripped and fell to the ground. On the damped ground he scattered his package of notes and papers. As he sat there watching them get soaked he cursed below his breath "Damn it!" He gritted his teeth, as his blue eyes rested softly on the ground where his articles laid.
By the first three he spotted a set of black sneakers slowly he looked up at the being, trailing up a set of fine frame legs, to a set of biceps, and a beautiful heart framed face that was caught with long beautiful nightshade hair that fell over his eyes. He bestowed his dark marble eyes on him. He was pale and a cold stern look lay on his face.
It took a good 20-25 seconds before he realised that he had been looking into his eyes. He shook his head and released a silent apology. He lowered his black umbrella over him as he began to help him up.
He caught eye of one of his notes. It was obvious enough that this man was a writer of some sort. He began to read and handed it to him "a writer?" He smiled as he questioned him. He blushed a tad bit, but it was difficult to be seen through his dark skin complexion. He wasn't black, just tan…he was a native.
"No just a journalist" He answered shyly, "Sasuke!" A voice called out to the dark haired male as he quickly twisted his neck to face a girl. The girl was tall, pale like he was and slim. She was attractive enough to have a boy such as him. Must have been his girlfriend, well it surely look like it from the way his face brightened when he saw her. She had short pink hair; the eyes were almost as blue as his. She was gorgeous, sexy, and to top it off a girl no way would he actually be willing to go with the tanned skin blond. There was no way that he would have the chance to be with Sasuke.
"Chill Sakura I'm coming—"he turned to face him and handed his umbrella "Here you go you need it more then I do." He nodded "What's your name anyways?" he asked the famous question of all. The question nearly made the man want to scream for joy. He blushed lowered his head and responded somewhat shyly "Naruto." He answered and the male…Sasuke had tossed a not so visible smile in return "Well Naruto it's a pleaser to meet you, not that we will ever see each other again but it was a pleaser being there to help you out Good journal" he smiled and ran off to the girl that had called out to her.
Naruto lowered his head as he released a sadden sigh as he watched the two walk off together as expected holding hands. He shrugged and soon had begun to walk on his own again with his articles. He knew that having to see his face; it was going to be a difficult task to get him out of his mind.