Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto... Sorry I forgot to put this on the first page... kind of fell asleep at my computer
I couldn't fit the whole summary in the space avialable so I thought I'd copy it down here.
FADE:
Naruto is dead. Team 7 witnessed him sacrifice himself to save the village. But if he's dead, then why do they discover a young man, who resembles him perfectly and does even remember his name? Why do demons fear him? Why does Kyuubi shudder within him? What is this ominous stranger power that dwells within him? Why do so many people wish to possess him? And why is he so different from the boy, who the once called Naruto? Who is this man they once called Naruto?
So I guess I'm officially making this a Yaoi (SasuNaru). couldn't help myself. I hope you enjoy this and please give me as many critisims as possible. I need to perfect my writing. Thanx, please review. -TK
PART 2
The Village Hidden in the Leaves continued following its clock work pattern. Everyone continued with their lives forgetting, as if he never existed, the most important person in Sasuke's life. Naruto, the bastard would never leave his thoughts.
Sasuke knotted his hand into a fist and punched the brick wall. He was surprised that he had left as small dent without breaking any skin.
"Naruto…" Sasuke whispered. Tears began to collect in his eyes, but he brushed them from his face angrily. Damn it, what the fuck was going on with him?
Sakura walked up behind him, "Sasuke-kun are you alright?"
"I'm fine." He said coldly giving her a death glare. He didn't need this prying bitch right now. All he needed, right now, was to get to a bar and drown out his thoughts. Damn you Naruto, I fucking hate you. Why did you have to go be a hero and die!
She took a step back before saying "Naruto?" Sasuke turned his back to her ignoring her concerned eyes. That's right bitch, stay the fuck away from me. I don't need you, I don't need anyone!
"Let's just finish the mission!" Sasuke grumbled as Kakashi arrived. Kakashi frowned and then gestured for Sakura and Sasuke to follow him to Tsunade's office.
Gaara stood hesitantly at the entrance to the dimly lit bar.
He'd heard some nasty rumors about a bouncer in this village, who had been disrupting the peace and frightening the villagers to no extent. As Kazekage, his presence would not be deemed necessary. He could've sent and number of willing ninjas, but a strange foreboding had urged him to go personally.
He didn't know why he hesitated, it was just another minor dispute he told himself. But his gut had clenched and he found himself shaking slightly. It was not from fear he knew, but from some other unknown emotion. He felt a chakra, so powerful that it should of frightened him, but strangely it was alluring and slightly familiar.
Gaara pushed open the bar door and glanced about. The patrons sat uncomfortably in their seats and were drunk beyond reason. They huddled together, talking loudly, smiling fake smiles and glancing nervously about. Why would they come here if they were frightened? Gaara asked himself and then noticed that while frightened their eyes seemed lustful beyond reason.
The oddities continued. He noticed fine gentlemen and wanted criminals seated among each other. Women, wearing barely any clothing, lounged in sensuous poses and glared at each other, while shaking slightly. And the most disturbing thing of all, there was one and only one person who was the center of all those heated looks.
The Kazekage turned to glance at the man and froze. Messy chin length blond hair, large entrancing blue eyes, full lips, bronze skin, tall and slender, seventeen-year-old-Naruto sat unconcerned at the bar holding a thick book in his petite slender hands. He was reading.
No, this could not be! This must be one of those dreams. This could not be reality. Naruto was dead. This was impossible! He must be crazy! These thoughts reeled in his mind as the blond casually glanced over his shoulder and frowned. Anger flickered in his beautiful large blue eyes.
"What the fuck are you staring at, you freak!" Naruto grumbled angrily. Speechlessly Gaara continued to stare.
Suddenly, Naruto moved faster than the eyes could follow, making the illusion that his form flickered. He and brought his fist into Gaara's stunned face. Gaara flew into the wall thrust by an inhuman strength. His personal attendants froze.
Never had they encountered one who could move so fast that he seemed invisible. Never had they encountered a man who could send the Kazekage flying into the wall and never had they seen their Kazekage react with such expression in his exotic green eyes.
Gaara looked up at Naruto with tears in his eyes "Why, why, why did you leave?" And then tears gathered in corners of his eyes as he spat out blood.
Naruto froze, shocked by Gaara's bizarre word and by his tears. Someone, would cry over me… wait, who am I? His head had begun to hurt. "Who are you? Why… why, why does my head hurt…It hurts so much!" Naruto screamed in pain, his body shaking, painful tears welled up in his eyes and he fell to the floor unconscious.
Gaara's men rushed to destroy his enemy, but Gaara suddenly screamed. "Leave, Naruto alone!" There was so much compassion in his voice that no one knew how to respond. Naruto? Naruto? Naruto? Echoes through everyone's minds. Where had they heard that before? Who was this man?
Gaara rose and pushed his way through his men, until he reached Naruto's side and cradled the young man's head in his lap. "Where have you been? Why did you leave?" he whispered to the unconscious Naruto.
TSUNADE'S OFFICE
A young man burst into Tsunade's office leaving the doors wide open. The man's breath was ragged. "Hokage-Sama, it's… it's… it's-"
"Well, spit it out already!" She said angrily.
"The Sand Village…" The man breathed deeply before saying, "They found a man… they say he's Naruto." Tsunade paled quite visibly.
"What?... What did you say?" She asked her voice uneven.
Guessing the Hokage's next question, the man said "They assured us it was no joke. The man even has Naruto's seal." Tsunade sat back, tears flowed down her face.
"How is this possible?" She asked.
"Hokage-sama, they don't even know. Also they told me to tell you… he doesn't even know his own name."
Tsunade just notice that Team Seven had arrived at her open door when Sakura let out a loud gasp.
Oh Shit! Tsunade thought. She'd like it if she could confirm it first before telling them, but now that was impossible. And by the look in the obnoxious Uchiha's eyes it was way to late from stopping them from seeing this Naruto first. Damn it, even Kakashi seemed eager and anxious. Perhaps he stilled blamed himself for letting Naruto taking his place as the sacrifice.
Oh, fuck. The Uchiha darted away from the group, heedlessly plowing through the crowd of ninjas who had abandoned their posts to hear the news.
The blond wore a chain around his ankle held by several men, as he was escorted to of all places, THE LIBRARY. The blond had a liking for books now. It was fuckin weird how different this Naruto was. Gaara thought to himself. He'd found out the boy was a genius, he was violent, crude and very temperamental, but what could control his anger was the confusion that was obvious in his eyes when Gaara was around… If not the fact that Kyuubi was indeed in this man, Gaara would have a hard time believing this was really Naruto.
The Village hidden in the Sand was becoming uneasy, but not in terms of fright… Gaara hated to admit it, but he too was being affected by Naruto's alien beauty. It was strange, but likeable. He knew the Uchiha would come to claim Naruto in a few day. And Gaara was angry because of all people this man would be the only one who could stir Naruto's memories, but first need to warn them of Naruto's changes in his personality… It was a heart breaking change and it was killing him.
A growing force was gathering some distance from the "Village Hidden in the Sand". A man who radiated power and murderous intent watched the walking corpses that covered this barren stretch of land. They had found several wondering villagers and were currently skinning a screaming curly haired child. The child's pink flesh was chewed by their yellow teeth and their elongated black tongues licked their purple lips. They were his creations. A perverse chuckle squeezed its way from the man's throat. But this was just the beginning of the terror he would unleash. When he controlled the confused young blond man there would be no stopping him. It was so easy. The power that made demons cringe, even the one that had dwelled within the young man once called Naruto, would be his! The man, who could not die, Naruto, would be his to control. A puppet with so many strings.