The Untitled.

Summary: An artist of 21st century dreams something he can't remember, and when he paints a picture, his heart can only cry out. He doesn't know what to title it, until his inspiration comes to life, literally.

Pairing: (Main) Sasuke x Naruto; (Side) One-sided Sakura x Sasuke, One Sided Gaara x Naruto, Kakashi x Iruka.

Warnings: Not for the weak of heart, those against homosexuality, and those who dislike curses. I ensure you, there will be a lot of cursing. O.o

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The Untitled: Chapter 3

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Asuma groaned as the phone rang loudly, interrupting his much needed sleep. With the sudden disappearance of Sasuke's most recent piece, he had been all over the city with the police in hopes of finding it. He reached out to the phone, picking it up from its base, quickly using his peripherals to see if he had awoken the person beside him, before answering the phone.

"Asuma speaking." He all but grunted into the phone.

"Hey, Asuma?"

"Sasuke? What's wrong, you're calling me at two in the morning!" He whispered into the phone, taking a quick glance from the figure on the bed to the digital clock on his nightstand.

"Yeah, I know, sorry. Look, just call off the search for my painting."

"What?!" Asuma couldn't help himself from shouting, the sudden outburst causing a stir in the person next to him. Suddenly, the man found two arms wrapped around his waist to sooth him and Asuma gently placed a hand onto an arm, patting it gently, before going back to the phone. "Sasuke, what do you mean call off the search? Are you giving up on it?"

"No…" The voice became hesitant and Asuma instantly became suspicious, straining himself to hear the rest of what Sasuke was saying as it was whispered. "I – nevermind. Just know that something happened and the painting managed to get back here so the police have nothing to search for because it's back where it belongs."

"Are you sure it's not a fake?" Asuma questioned.

"I think I could tell if he was the real deal or not. Look, I have to go so just do me a favor and call off the search." The voice said, clearly irritated. Asuma, himself, was about to snap back. He was the one woken up at 2 in the morning and you don't see him snapping at the person who called.

"Wait, Sasuke you should just-" and before Asuma could finish the rest of the sentence, he heard the dial tone and sighed. Sasuke had hung up on him. He set the phone back to its place before succumbing to the arms that pulled him back under the warm covers of the blanket.

"Asuma, who was that?" a soft, sleepy voice, questioned.

"It was Sasuke; he told me to call off the search. He sounded strange though…I wonder if everything's alright." Asuma kept thinking about how quiet and hesitant Sasuke sounded, as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere. 'But at two in the morning?'

"Don't worry about it, you're just thinking too much. Let's go back to sleep." The voice coaxed, and Asuma complied, forgetting about Sasuke for now.

"I hope you're right, Kurenai." He stated before turning off the lamp, settling into bed and smiled as his wife snuggled closer, hugging him in an awkward, one-arm hug for comfort. Yet, he still couldn't shrug off the strange feeling. The last thought he had before he allowed sleep to overtake him pondered on what Sasuke had said before he hung up. 'Why had Sasuke said he?'

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Sasuke stared at the phone before putting it down and looked at the figure who was watching him with a pair of curious azure eyes. The same exact eyes he had painted.

"Sasuke, are you alright? You seem a bit pale."

The said man couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Yes, I'm perfectly fine because having a living entity come out and materialize from a painting I created is just a common thing that happens frequently in my life."

The blond man had the audacity to make a sheepish face at him, just realizing that his question had been somewhat stupid, if not rhetorical.

The Uchiha approached the blond, sitting next to him and looking at him expectantly.

"Well?" He said, after a careful, awkward pause.

"Well what?" The other countered.

"Aren't you going to tell me why and how, exactly, you came out of my painting? You said yourself that you owe me an explanation."

The blond's eyebrows knitted together in concentration as the man contemplated how he should explain this phenomenon in a way that was believable and understandable. However, accomplishing either of the two was highly unlikely and he sighed, preparing himself to begin his tale.

"Well, to start it off…You created me. I tried to come out a few times when I was still incomplete–" He looked up to see Sasuke with a confused gaze, before hurrying to explain himself. " –and what I mean by incomplete is your painting." He felt relief when some sort of comprehension dawned on his 'creator' and he continued. "So anyhow, while I was still incomplete, whenever I came out of the painting, I was still transparent, so I had to come back." He glanced at Sasuke again, searching for any reaction, but the man's curious gaze had settled and Naruto only received a calm stare and he sighed. He brushed a tan hand to rummage his blond hair before he continued.

"I know you drew me and everything, but I was a person before that. I'm…well, I'm a –"

"An angel?" Sasuke finished, interrupting Naruto. The blond looked at him with a sad smile that somehow caused an uncomfortable clenching feeling in the raven man and he grew quiet again.

"Well, no, not exactly an angel." Naruto replied. "I'm an angel to a degree, yes, but not what you think with the white wings and the halo and all. But anyhow, not just in your painting, but realistically, I am, I guess for technical purposes, an angel. I died early in someone else's place because I saved someone from a stabbing and got killed instead…" He trailed off, his eyes glazing over as he remembered the incident, unconsciously massaging a place near his heart where Sasuke only assumed the wound was. Naruto came back to his senses after a moment and continued.

"God gave me mercy, so instead of a spirit, I was to be an angel of sorts until my second chance would come. I asked him how I was to know when the time would come, and He just said that I'll be able to figure it out. So, instead of the usual angel's task of doing God's errand, I was to lead people to their deaths." At this, the blue eyes grew bitter. "It was terrifying, to say the least. Although their death was planned since their birth, I had to make sure that they passed when they were supposed to. I didn't directly kill them, but I'm accomplice enough to be labeled a murderer if I were still alive. I hated it, and when people saw me as their spirits transferred from life to death, they despised me. 'Demon' they would say. 'It's because of you I died.' And the continued spiting me as I led them to the gateways of hell and heaven, leaving them to the judge to see where they would land." The blond grew quiet and Sasuke restrained himself from urging the blond to continue. Naruto cleared his throat before starting again.

"Well, after a while, it began to take a stroll on me and God seemed to notice so he relieved me of my duties. I couldn't be thankful enough. So, without anything to do, I went from place to place, hovering around areas to see if my second chance would happen anytime soon. Nothing happened, however, so I just watched everyone and became a guardian angel on an occasional basis, because I couldn't stand some people being hurt.

"Then, I met Kiba. At first, I thought he was my second chance, because he was able to see me. You don't know how glad I was to be finally able to talk to a person after all these years." Sasuke noted at how Naruto's eyes lit up as he mentioned Kiba, and he couldn't help but quietly get irritated, before he regained his senses. Why was he getting irritated? He was brought back to his senses as Naruto's voice lulled him back to reality. "But after a while, I just realized that was all he was able to do. He could only see and talk to me, but he couldn't do anything.

"Since he was the only person who was able to see me, he agreed to help me. So, one day, I was flying around, thinking about what I would do once I get my body back. I wanted to search for my soul mate, because I felt that he (or she) was somewhere here, just waiting for me."

Sasuke raised a brow at the mention of a 'he' in the potential soul mate.

"And all of a sudden, it started to rain. Lightning was flashing everywhere and I saw a bird, fighting against the storm." Sasuke's eyes widened as he started to piece some tidbits of the information together. That bird –

"I felt so bad for the bird because it was stuck in something that I thought was a maelstrom, so I flew to it, but before I could reach it, lightning struck. And then, all of a sudden, I felt eyes staring at me and something began to pull me down. So I turned to the source of this weird feeling and I saw you staring at me through the window before you left to go to your canvas." Naruto paused momentarily, watching Sasuke, before continuing his tale that was so surreal but so…possible.

"I was drawn towards you, so I went to see what you were drawing and I was so surprised when I saw that it was me!. I thought you could see me, so I started talking to you and waving my hands around, happy that someone else besides Kiba could see me, but after a while, I felt stupid because you weren't talking back to me. So I shouted at you and called you some names–" At this, the blond had the decency to look sheepish, "-before I realized that you couldn't see or hear me. You don't know how dejected I was.

"But, while I was being all sulky and depressed, I felt my spirit being pulled again when you started drawing me and I was pulled to the canvas, and before I realized it, I was able to materialize! Although not completely, it was a start." The blond took a breath before turning to Sasuke and grasped the perplexed man's hands in his own, taking a serious face. "Sasuke, I really think that you're my second chance."

The said-man had nothing to say in reply.

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Sasuke didn't know what to do at the moment. He wanted to laugh at the blond before him, brushing off everything as a joke. He wanted to leer at him, belittle him by asking the other if he thought that Sasuke was that gullible. He wanted to praise him for his acting and magic skills. But, as he looked into the azure eyes filled with hope, desperation, and faith – the hope, desperation, and faith that Sasuke would believe his story – Sasuke could not do either. Somehow, he knew Naruto's story could not be an act, but be real. How else could the blond have known about the bird during the storm? Not to mention the fact that his canvas was now blank and there was no explaining how Naruto came out of it, because no magic trick was able to do that. (1)

Naruto continued to look into his eyes with such passion that Sasuke felt weak, entranced by the strong emotions that he was beginning to feel.

"Okay." Started Sasuke and before he could continue, Naruto's eyes shaped into half-crescents and got ready to tackle the raven-haired man before Sasuke interrupted hurriedly. "Hey, wait a second. Before you jump to conclusions, let me ask something. Say I am your second-chance, Naruto…What are we going to do about it?"

The blond felt unexplainably happy at the fact that Sasuke said 'we' before he smiled sheepishly as the question sunk in. "Actually, I really have no idea. I'm more of a 'go-with-the-flow' kind of guy, so now that I think about it, I was planning to just stay with you and have you help me figure out this second chance so I can become a real human-person-whatever again."

Sasuke sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose to fight the on-coming headache. He really needed to sleep, after being deprived of it for so long. Really, was just a few hours of sleep so much to ask for?

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"Hey, Kiba, if I don't come back in two hours, just take it that things went really well, okay?"

Kiba shut off the lights and climbed into his bed, muttering about how he couldn't believe he stayed up this late to wait for some 'dumb blond angel'. He got comfortable beneath his blankets and turned to look out the window. It was a clear night.

"I guess things went really well, Naruto." He said with a smirk before yawning and falling asleep.

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The Untitled Chapter 03 End//Chapter Completed 01.01.09

Chibi Chidori's Nonsense:

Bwahahahaha! I HAVE COMPLETED YET ANOTHER CHAPTER~~~~ I love Naruto. I love Sasuke. I love life.

Anyhow, I think I can make monthly updates (maybe even shorter). My life is beginning to be less hectic, and I finally had the time to sit down and write. (Whoo, three chapters in one day!!! Although they won't be uploaded all in one go. Give some people to get in over the shock that I have returned. Sorta.)

Sorry it's a bit on the short side. I really want to break 5 pages, but it is extremely difficult. Gah! On the other hand, this story is getting somewhere…I wasn't completely satisfied with it and I had to write it over a bunch of times, but other than that, this chapter wasn't all the exciting…Kind of like a transition chapter, if you will. Thanks for staying with me so far. (I'm so glad you guys didn't give up on me. Seriously very happy.) I hope you enjoyed this chapter and await for the next update~ Yay!!

Oh. About reviews. C'mon guys, I have 45 author alerts, 1075 hits, and no where near the same amount of reviews. I'd be very happy (and update a loooot faster) if there were reviews. Feed me, I'm hungry. I'd like to know there are people alive and actually thinking about my works instead of a regular, "update soon". Much thanks. And I love you all.

(1) Youtube/google/etc. this dude named Cyril Takayama. His magic tricks are awesome. He brings hamburgers out from pictures and eats them and puts his logo on Snake (Metal Gear Solid) through a t.v. screen. So amazing.