Chapter 1: "Is it a dream...or Reality...?"
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The morning sun rays fluttered through the clusters of snowy white curtains revealing a bland snowy white room with it's walls covered in drawings and photo's. Each on held a significant meaning, though the drawings where childish, each held it's own reason and possessed an amount of knowledge-data about the up coming turn of events. The plot was thickening, at least for Aria. She stomped around the room, tossing her head to the side, while making out the drawings on the wall. Her dress was a elegant white that covered her feet, which straddled sandals, towards the bottom og the dress it curled upwards ina cute pink-green mix. Familiar to the picture to the farthest side of the room...I held a sinister energy, deathly feel towards it, almost demonic. At nights it shined black and spoke: "Naruto"
But in the day it was always "Sakura-Chan"-Or "Sasuke-teme". It really frilled her nerves, both anger and fear wise. Sighing as she clutched her head and seated herself onto one of the many chairs in a form almost unsuitable for a female, legs open, she slammed her elbows onto the table.
"Who are you...Naruto?"
"And you found him...sleeping, am I right...?"
"Aye, Godaime-sama"
Tsunade furrowed her brows together as she encased both her hands into concentration, blinking every few minutes to moisten her tired eyes. Letting her neck give out as her fore head slipped into the comfort of her encased hands, she sucked in air deeply, before releasing it into a heavy sigh.
"This has been a constant routine for him for the past few months, His sleep time is escalating and at times he's to deep into it to be awaken. It's as if he's slipping into a coma" Tsuande took in another deem breath. "He then tells us about a parallel universe, as I've come to acknowledge, and their shadows. These shadow's threaten to consume him and a voice whispers for him to use this 'key'. This 'key' to freedom and door to the light..."
Sakura's lifted an eyebrow which dissapeared into bangs of hair.
"Wh-Sinc-He's told you-"
"No" Tsunade was curt, as usual. "I had Ino's abilities while he slept, she slips into his mind and extracts the memory, or as we'd say "Makes a copy" and then proceeds to plant it into my own memory. Thus, as if he is talking to me"
Sakura nodded. She's known about Ino's rare ability to extract memories from the minds of others, Like a blood-limit inside of a blood-limit. Only she could transfer them to the brains of others, making her the prodigy and future of her family. They had often messed around with their memories and Ino would always preserve them, and when they had 'lovers' that they couldn't stop thinking of, Ino would occasionally "Delete" them. To her, The mind was nothing but a computer.
"If he is slipping into a coma, Tsunade-sama, is there a way to-"
"No, not to my knowle-Come in"
The knock at the door seemed to have cut the two kunoichi's from their talking. In slipped Jiraiya with his face enveloped into seriousness that he rarely showed. As Tsunade's and Sakura's eyes fell onto his arms, which clutched the blond boy tightly.
"He's not waking up, Tsuande..."
Lightning crackled in the distance as slowly stars began to blink away in fright of the aura of pure evil, angst, hatred, demise, that constricted the air. With each walk the boy took, the flowers that flayed scattered across the ground decayed and died, the grass simply disappeared to dust, and the foundation he stepped onto collapsed away. He held firmly in his hand the handle of a familiar weapon. Oh yes, A keyblade. His raven black hair was brushed aside by the violent spinning winds and the clash of rain that dampened his clothing which was a simple net shirt and a pair of hakama's, samurai like pants. He walked with grace as each strand he took was long and careful. The keyblade however, it dragged a black aura behind it. it wasn't like most, no. It was more of...more of a forged sword. Out of hate and spite.
As the surroundings shifted and went blank white before being shoved into a dusty old shack lit by a dim fairy trapped in a cage, his cold eyes lifted upwards taking in the shattered soul in the corner. A small frail and trembling blond that cuddled herself tightly into a womb avoiding all gaze, she shook. Whispering to herself: "It's okay, It'll be alright"
"Ino..."
"It's going to be fine, It'll be alright..."
"Ino..." He sneered with a maniac grin, a voice that would send shivers down your back, but to her it was a numb ice cube crawling down her spine, dulling her senses. She couldn't find the strength to shake anymore. "Thanks to you I'm finding why...why the person i love more than life itself is so strong, and it's because of this"
He raised the black keyblade into the air, before allowing it to disperse into a giant raven, it's cold red eyes held the infamous Sharingans. Sasuke crouched towards in front of the female, who winced violently, before he grasped her chin, her eyes slammed shut. Her mind was begging for release, she tried to shut herself out of anything-everything, he didn't want to fe-Warmth?
Sasuke smiled into the kiss, pressing his lips into hers, as he dragged the same hand down towards her neck, caressing it. His tongue slipped up her lips demanding entrance, his pleads where fruitful as she parted her lips lightly and their tongues wrestled, he pulled away slowly, savoring every minute of her confusion. He smiled-cruelly.
"Don't worry, my frail flower, I wont hurt you anymore..."
Damn, This is late. To make up for lost time I'm writing the next chapters now. Forgive me, I got caught up in work.
To all my reader's/Reviewers, Thank You. It means a lot when I know my writing doesn't please just myself. The next two-three perhaps four chapters will be up shortly, maybe in two or three days. The plot is thickening and i want to un-clear a lot of things. For example: Aria, who she is, Sasuke's intentions, Naruto's Condition, and the Heartless and Nobodies...? King Micky and the Wise Ansem...? As for Pairings: Sasuke X Ino-Others: Pending.
Hakama: Them weird Samurai pants.
Again, thank you all for reviewing, gonna' stick up the next chapter shortly.
