WARNING: YAOI…Sasuke/Naruto, possible Iruka/Kakashi. Swearing and some sexual references (No graphics… I'd blush too much). Also this is set in modern times in Chicago… A city in the US. There will some characters here that don't exist in "NARUTO by Masashi Kishimoto". Don't like it don't read it. I hope you enjoy it anyways.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto

WARPED

Some things just aint right.

(Chapter One)

Sasuke pushed him way through a crowd of shoppers, desperately attempting to keep his bare skin from touching other people's skin. Every once in a while it was unavoidable and the person's current thought flew through his nerve endings to his brain eliciting emotions that Sasuke hated.

Damn he hate crowds and warm weather. He would've gone out completely covered in his three layers of clothing. But his roommate and his consultant had long ago warned him that wearing three layers of clothing in summer wouldn't result just in discomfort, but make him more conspicuous. And Sasuke didn't need to be any more conspicuous than he was already.

Chin length glossy black hair, skin as white and smooth a newly fallen snow, slightly muscular frame. Tall, puppy dog brown eyes and the most perfect cherry colored lips got enough attention. He didn't need any more. Sure he could seduce a number of people into answering his question, but he didn't like to touch humans.

Even though he was human enough, he found others like him and freaks of all sorts to have better controlled minds and less colorful and disturbing emotions. Sasuke sighed, but they weren't part of his job. Sasuke is a private detective. He handles cases from cheating wives to missing children and he was always on top.

That's why the Chicago polices were growing so irritated with him. He was the fucking best there was and everyone was dying to know his secrets. It was almost laughable… the only thing that made him an A+ private detective was his mutant abilities. And Sasuke's other secrets… those were his to keep.

The crowd was growing and he lost sight of the target… damn it! The usually detective work was finished with, totally wiped out. Now he had to use his mutant abilities and build evidence from there. It would be stupid if he just waltz into his current employer (A wealth suburban man worried over his wife's affairs) and said "She's cheating on you… I touched her and saw it." He would be in ruins and he might even be sued. Damn this was a curse.

He needed to get away from the humans. Damn it… where should he go. This was Hyde Park; Chicago… the closest place to the underground was the University Book store. It was about a thirty minutes walk.

Taking the fastest route Sasuke made it in 20 minutes. A good feat, but then again Sasuke had a lot of practice. He detested cars more than anything else. The confined space suffocated him. Hell buses were even better. Though he had to sit pressed up against someone and when he tried to maneuver himself away from them… he got some pretty mean looks. Damn humans.

Sasuke made his way down the steps and through the maze of book cases. And yes, if you ever made it to the University Bookstore on The University of Chicago campus it is indeed laid out like a maze. One could literally get lost and cry out for help for hours before someone came to rescue you.

Once reaching an unusually green carpeted hallway, the carpet a fake grassy texture, lined with steel book case you would find in a basement or garage, different from the wooden ones in the rest of the building, Sasuke glanced cautiously around before kneeling and grasping a certain odd bump in the floor. He yanked it upwards with all his strength. Revealed a wide circular hole with a spiral stair case lit by small fluorescent lights that seemed to cast more shadows that to illuminate the staircase. Gingerly Sasuke stepped onto the staircase and closed the trap door behind him.

Making his way down the circular stair, Sasuke smelled the lingering exotic aromas unique to underground. Spices, smoke, a musty old smell, smells of scented wood, flowers, cooked food and the healthy does of the alien like freaks and demons. This smell of these foreign creature couldn't be smelled in the world above and thus at first it had been nauseating. Now in Sasuke's mind it was associated with a feeling of belonging and comfort.

He reached the underground and smiled happily. Colors assaulted him. Bright happy colors that characterize the place. Through this particular trap door, one would find themselves in a shopping district. Owners screamed about their wares.

"Me Lady, yes you. Wouldn't your loved one enjoy perhaps a bit of cologne?" The lady in question was a werewolf, which was characterized by her yellow eyes. They narrowed for a second before she squealed and darted over to the open stand.

Typically market places in the underground were open markets, but further down in this district was some closed shops that were usually used for clothing and apparel. Of course people also sold clothing around the area. But mainly those were because they couldn't afford the fashionable and highly demanded enclosed shops. However more fabric shops, with silk decorated in typical Indian patterns, reds, blues, yellows and so on where more common in this district.

You might be wonder were all these products came form. It is a simple answer, those mutants, freaks and demons that appeared human went above ground to earn money and become the suppliers. Sometimes Sasuke even contributed to this, earning him a good amount of money, when he desperately needed to pay his late rent.

Sasuke closed his eyes and let the bustle of life in the underground take over him. He hiked up his shirt sleeves happy to allow the cool area on his heated skin and proceeded to push his way through the crowd. It didn't matter if he brushed skin with anyone, dare he say it… he felt human. Unable to hear other's thought or feel their emotions and least of all divulge their deepest secrets.

Sasuke wasn't listening just enjoying the crowd, but once he regained his composure he heard whispering. Broken sentence and such made its way to his ears. Pushing to his friend's stand Sasuke asked the shy girl, name Hinata about it.

"Well Sasuke-kun," She stuttered, " A new one came into town… well sort of…" Hinata blushed a deep crimson.

"Huh?" Sasuke asked confuse. His usual mask of indifference almost slipping off in his curiosity. How can some one sort of come to town.

"Well… he's kind of famous… not that he wants to be. He's called the NIGHT CRAWLER... he tried to hide, but someone well knocked him over and everyone…" Hinata looked like a lobster in boiling water by now. She must have been the one to knock him over.. Hinata twirled her fingers…

"What? Hinata, you look sick. What is it? He asked curiously. He hadn't seen Hinata like this since she first met him. And she had finally stopped twirling her fingers when he told her, he was gay. So this guy must be quite the looker. He might even want a little peep at the guy. "I hope he wasn't rude to you?"

"No… he was very nice." Hinata whispered. "Everyone started to bother him, but he was still nice before… he sort of disappeared and was gone."

"Disappeared?" Sasuke asked. He'd never heard of anyone disappearing. Of course there were a few mutants with ability to become invisible, but they were still there physically. This was very strange.

"So what breed is he?" Sasuke asked.

"A half demon, half human."

"You seriously don't believe that I'd believe that? Demon and human hybrids are impossible, not a single one has ever been produced!" Sasuke said in an exasperate voice.

Hinata twirled her thumbs before answering "That's why he's so famous." Duh Sasuke that made sense, but it was still hard to believe. Sasuke sighed. He really wanted a look at this guy.

"Hinata do you know where he went?" Sasuke said hopefully. Hinata put a finger to her lips before passing Sasuke a bartender's certificate and a business card. It read UZUMAKI NARUTO… that was his name? And the bar was THE RAIN FOREST CAFÉ'S.

"Please return it to him… it fell out of his pocket…"

"Right." Sasuke said. When Hinata had been a child she had learn to pick pocket to feed herself. Now she had her own business, but sometimes she'd unconsciously snatch someone's wallet. "I promise to return it to him right away."

Sasuke said goodbye to Hinata before pushing his way back to the staircase behind an edgy looking werewolf . He made his way to the bus stop. His curiosity peeked. He couldn't help it. He was suppose to be doing other things, but when the monster he called curiosity got the best of him, it was already too late.

THE RAIN FOREST CAFÉ- Downtown

It was raining hard. He hated the rain. When he was assaulted by the irritating whether he turned out looking like a pathetic puppy. He knew he should say a drowned rat, but that was hardly the case.

Sasuke made his way into the place and the horrendous sound of the rain forest café hit him. He'd once taken a date here (mind you a mutant date) and endured a tedious conversation constantly interrupted by rain storms, gorillas fighting for dominance and a very annoying elephant, whose nose animatronics he wanted to rip off. To say the least, his date never called him back and as he left he had called Sasuke an immature child. Damn that bastard.

He wanted out, plainly stated. But curiosity drove him over to a seat at the bar. "Hey," he hollered over the noise "I'm looking for one Uzumaki Naruto." He asked a creepy red head with raccoon eyes. The young man walked around counter and dragged a startled blond back with him. Sasuke's jaw dropped. Yes, now he knew why Hinata was so… well astounded.

There was an awkward pause.

THE END FOR NOW!

Yes… I know, I know… abrupt ending… I'll probably update again today. So don't get you undies in a twist. I hope you enjoyed it. Please read and review

See ya'll later,

TK

Ps. I'm sorry this part was so drawn out… more action/romance/mystery in next chapter.