Description: Living alone with his mother young boy wonders about her original home. As they are returning, he gets ripped away from her, & left alone. Can her overcome her death? By chance he comes upon two shinobi and his adventure begins there.
New Description: Kyosuke Haruno must overcome his mother's death, and find the truth about her relationship with his father. Little does he know; lies are weaved around him, too keep Uchiha Sasuke away from his son. What would happen if father and son finally meet? SasuSaku!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I do own all my OCs that appears in this Fan Fiction.
By: llwild1992 (2007-2009)
Apart Of Me
Chapter 8
"That smile." he mumbled, 'that god dammed smile!' he looked down, "it really suits you."
"Thanks! I got it form Momma, she had the nicest smile in the world, everyone back home always said nice things about her."
"You're lucky then." Sasuke said pulling off a half smile, for some reason, when ever this little boy smiled Sasuke feels that he has know him all along. 'I wonder is my son would have smiled like Sakura?'
Naruto and Sasuke started off that afternoon with Kyosuke slowly walking behind them. His smile was still plastered on his face as Naruto loudly talked about the village and everything he has ever done to annoy the villagers. Kyosuke listened quietly, adding small sarcastic remarks and quoting his mother on what to do and what not to do.
"You're mother was very wise, I'll give her that."
"She was, almost all the villagers always came to our house to ask for her advice." Kyosuke beamed.
Sasuke looked back, his eyes hidden behind his bangs. Every time this boy smiled—it was just so eerily creepy and familiar. He just couldn't look away. He couldn't be more than seven years old and yet he acted so calm and trusted two strangers with keeping him safe.
Just who was this child?
Where was his father?
Shouldn't his father be worried sick about him and be looking? What kind of father would just wait at home like some pathetic looser when obviously he and his mother where days late?
"So, when's your birthday?" Naruto asked.
"In July, the twenty-fifth." He answered.
Naruto jumped around and started to walk backwards, his big blue eyes bulging, "that's a few days after Sasuke's birthday!"
Kyosuke looked up at the tall quiet man, "really Sasuke, your birthday is around mine?"
"Yes, the twenty-third."
"COOL!" he laughed, "Now we have something else in common!"
Naruto stopped when Sasuke looked down at the child, his normally dark eyes softening. Sasuke never shows emotion, and right there, at that moment he was smiling. With his eyes yes, but it was a smile. Something extremely rare for Sasuke to do, and even more someone to see. He noticed that Sasuke showed some sort of fondness for this child. It was obvious that Kyosuke like Sasuke, but for Sasuke to . . . it can't happen—or he wouldn't let it happen.
Naruto then realized what was happening, why Sasuke was letting this child affect him. It's because of the name. Nothing else. He was sure of it.
Kyosuke's stomach then decided to announce that it was empty. Both men looked down at him. "I guess . . . I'm hungry." He laughed.
Naruto pulled his pack off of his shoulders and opened it, pulling out a breakfast bar, he didn't like them; he only carries them around incase of a food emergency. He handed it to the boy who politely thanked him.
"I'll get some water." Sasuke said as he turned on his heel, "don't move from this spot," Sasuke warned and walked off.
Kyosuke walked to a large tree and fell against it so he could sit. Naruto looked from the boy to where Sasuke's back was quickly disappearing. "I'll be right back, Sasuke has the map."
"I thought you knew where you where going?" the little genius said, looking up at him with his sea foam eyes. "Are we lost?"
"Well—Sasuke isn't lost—but knowing myself I can't tell north from east." He said.
He wasn't fooling Haruno Kyosuke, his little ears picked up on the hesitation, and the fact that he was looking him dead in the eyes told him he was lying. "Just go talk to him, I wont move." He beckoned him away with a wave of his hand. He bit down into the bar and looked up at the clouds.
'Damn smart kid…' Naruto headed off towards the river. When he got there he noticed that Sasuke seemed to be waiting for him. His posture relaxed or as relaxed as Sasuke could get, his arms crossed over his chest. "Uh, hi—"
"Hn,"
"Um…well…you see… I—"
"Spit it out, Naruto."
"Remember what you said about getting attached to the kid."
"Yeah,"
"Well that plan just backfired on you."
"Hn,"
"Don't 'Hn" me!" Naruto shouted, "I see the way you look at the kid, all you see is something you wish to see. You don't see that kid—you see Sakura and your son!"
Sasuke cocked his head to the side, his eyes narrowing, "your point?" he asked.
"My point is that you're hurting yourself—again!"
"Again?"
"Yeah, you're starting down the same path as when you came home—when I dragged you home!" Sasuke turned his head, "after you fought Itachi…after he died and you found out the truth about your clan you where going all post traumatic on us."
"Sure," Sasuke said, yelling back, "I admit it, I went psychotic! Humor me, after all the shit I have been dealt; don't I get once time to be insane?"
"Well yeah, but it wasn't pretty Sasuke, seeing you obsess about how clean your hands where and how hard and long you trained so you could fight your demons back. It nearly killed Sakura and me to see you act like that, for two years!" Naruto stood his ground as Sasuke advanced on him, fist balled. "And when I found out what Sakura was letting you do—"
Sasuke wrapped his hand around Naruto's throat and silenced him, his eyes bleeding into sharingan.
"Don't bring her into this."
"Too bad," Naruto disappeared into a puff of smoke and the reappeared next to Sasuke, "She was your crutch and she didn't care. As long as you didn't kill yourself like you where threatening to do, she would allow you to have her. She loved you so much that she was willing to endure your empty affection because you NEEDED an outlet for all the pent up emotion!" his hand gripped Sasuke's shoulder, "if you continue to get attached to Kyosuke than its just going to hurt you when is real father claims him."
"Shut up,"
"No! You know it's true, I'm not going to sit around and allow you to kill yourself emotionally again. I remember how you where when she took the baby; how distraught you where. Do you want that to happen again? Do you really want to go through the feelings of losing your son—family—again."
"He is not my son, I know that."
"But you want to make believe that Kyosuke is your Kyosuke. It's not going to happen, so let him go. Let Itachi, your clan, Sakura, and your son go!"
"I FUCKING CAN'T, NARUTO!"
-X-
Kyosuke knew that those two where taking a long time to talk. But he knew better than to wander off after he finished that bad tasting bar. He leaned his head back against the rough bark of the tree. Watching the clouds rolling past him. When he was rally little he liked to think the tippy tops of the trees shaped the clouds as they went past. Sakura would always smile at him and encourage is imagination to run wild.
'Momma. . .' his heart sank when he thought about her. It has only been a few days and he has thought about her during all of them except today. 'Am I forgetting her, already?' he was happy today, when his mother died right in front of him a few days ago. Shouldn't he be sad? What was going on?
"Kyosuke, I'm here . . . baby, its Momma." Sakura's voice suddenly came from the forest.
His head popped up, his eyes widening, tears forming. "Momma, is that really you?"
"Yes, my love, I'm here—I am alright. Come to me, my son." Her voice was just as sweet as he remembered it, loving and warm. It was her voice for sure, it had to be. Who else would have her voice?
He stood up and looked around him, "where are you?"
"In the forest behind you, Kyosuke I am so sorry."
He walked around the tree and lingered for a moment, remembering what Sasuke had said—warned. But when her voice beckoned him to her once more, he left the tree.
"Momma, why did you make me believe something bad had happened?"
"I wasn't sure you where safe yet, I had to stay behind."
"You scared me, Momma."
"I know, baby. I promise Momma will never do such a thing again. I am just glad you're safe now."
He kept walking towards her voice, the air becoming cold and misty around him. The forest was starting to let up until he reached a clearing. She wasn't there. He looked around for his mother. She had to be there, he wasn't imagining—he heard her voice. She just had to be there.
"Momma, come out," he wrapped his arms around himself as a gust of wind past him. The sent of blood lingering in it. "I don't like this. Can we go now?"
"Baby," her voice came again, "you'll be going somewhere alright." It wasn't her voice; it was the man who tried to kill him that night.
"What—" A hand reached out from behind him and took hold of his hair, lifting him up off the ground with a sword to his neck. "MOMMA!" he cried, the tears falling, his little hands reached to the larger one that held his hair. The hand tightening and the cold blade pricking against his skin. "MOMMA!" he called.
"Aw; what is the matter, Kyosuke?" the man's disgusting voice cooed against his ear. "This time, 'Momma' isn't here to save you. She is dead— you know it's your fault. If she didn't have you to protect she would have survived. It was because of your birth that your mother left her family and friends. All this—your life ultimately caused your beloved Momma's death."
"No,"
"She never loved you."
"That's not true,"
"She never wanted you; you are a child of sin,"
"Stop it,"
"Your Momma is never coming back."
"Stop—"
"You know I am right, little boy."
Kyosuke closed his eyes, his tears falling, remembering that night. Her voice screaming though his head, all the things she had done
"Touch one strand of hair and I'll kill you!"
"Run!"
"I won't let them touch you, they want me dead because I'm powerful in the shinobi world, all rouges would want me dead."
'Am I, I,' he looked up, 'going to die?'
"Kyosuke!"
"Momma please get up?"
"Son," he looked up into her eyes, "do you remember the way to Konohagakure?"
"I guess so, but why do I have to know, you'll be with me?"
"I'll be with you, "she leaned back and tightened her hold on him, "even if you can see me."
"What do you mean if I can't see you?" He sobbed, "I can always see you Momma."
"I will always be with you, forever. Listen to your heart my precious one; it speaks softly so listen well,"
He opened his eyes and screamed the first name that came to thought, "SASUKE!"
-X-
Naruto and Sasuke where still arguing when the cold air reached them. "Sasuke, believe me; that boy is getting to me too. He reminds me so much of her, and I am sure you see it too—"
"SASUKE!"
Both men turned towards where Kyosuke's voice screaming. Their eyes widening as they sensed the chakra of the attackers, Sasuke had already griped a kunai.
"What the—"
Sasuke ran, his chakra gathering in his hands.
Kyosuke soon saw Sasuke coming towards him, blue swirling chakra in his hands. He closed his eyes and held his hands to his ears. The sound he was hearing was coming from the jutsu. The next thing he knew he was laying on his back, Sasuke standing before him. The man nowhere in sight. He sat up and turned, the man was lying on the grass . . . dead.
Sasuke reached down and pulled the boy up by the arms, his larger hands holding him in place. He bent down on one knee and looked him in the eyes. Kyosuke gasped as he locked with blood red eyes.
"What where you doing?" Sasuke yelled, "I told you not to move!"
The red bleed back into black eyes, "he-he was using my Momma's voice." The boy cried, "He's the one that killed, Momma. I thought i-it was her. I'm sorry." His tears came even faster.
The stoic Uchiha blinked before his eyes softened towards the boy. He remembered seeing similar green eyes tear up because of him. And now this child was crying because of him. His hand reached up and whipped the tears away.
"Its, okay now," He said.
"I'm sorry,"
"I know you are."
"I'm sorry."
"Sasuke, is the boy okay?" Naruto ran out and looked at them, his blue eyes looking from the raven haired boy to the dead ninja. "I MISSED IT—DIDN'T I?"
"I'm sorry." Kyosuke said again. He then stepped closer to Sasuke and wrapped his arms around the man's neck and hiding his face. "I'm sorry. I miss her—so much and he tricked me."
Sasuke's hands tightened into fists, he had no idea what to do. But as the child began to cry more and looked towards him for comfort, he slowly became relaxed and patted his back.
'Sasuke?' Naruto watched as his long time friend stood up and began to walk towards him, caring the little boy who they had found in the woods.
Well—sorry I haven't updated, I've tried to write more of the fan fictions and I've just been busy with my own manuscripts and school.
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