So, I don't own Naruto, …still cool? –Everyone glares at me and then walks away- Nooooo! Don't leave me! :( xP
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"Suke!"
Suke flinched, his fingers losing the grip on the scroll he was holding, yet just before the scroll touches the ground he grabs it again. Suke had a good reflex, that's all…
"Suke, come down, now!"
Suke sighed. This couldn't be good. "Coming, mom!"
He shouted back and left his room, he walked off the stairs and looked at Naomi. "Suke how many times did I tell you?" she asked, her hands placed on her hips and her foot tapping on the ground. Then she showed his a pair of socks. Just a normal pair of socks, with the normal color gray, but there was one surprised thing; they were inside out. Suke swallowed loudly and just scratched the back of his head, not looking at Naomi.
"Suke…what is wrong with these socks? Like every pair you put in the laundry basket?"
Suke knew he was in trouble; he could the see the look in Naomi's eyes and the way she was waving with the socks. So it was time to use the most ultimate weapon he had. Suke pointed his toes shy to each other and fumed with his hands in front of his chest. His lower lip began to tremble and his eyes turned big; the sparkles that appeared sparkled extra hard.
Naomi just rolled her eyes. "That trick doesn't work on me young man, I'm immune to you puppy eyes."
Suke pouted, he grabbed the socks that Naomi had in her hands and then turned them right again, he handed them over to Naomi again and gave a questioning smile. "Good boy." she said, while turning around. She walked away. Suke smiled. He knew that the praise almost made him look like a dog, yet he could only feel happiness when his 'parents' said it.
Suke stood still for a couple of seconds before he started walking up the stairs again. "Ah, Suke, hold on. Can you get some things for me?"
"Sure, dad. What do you need?"
"Can you go to the hardware store in town and get some nails for me? Oh, and a couple kunai and shuriken, I need some for my students."
Mori was, surprise, surprise, a ninja, or had been. He retired a couple of years ago. He was now a teacher at the school in town and had gennin groups who he accompanied on some missions. Training was one of his specialties and he was known for getting the best out of the gennin. Of course, training couldn't go without weapons and he needed some new for today. The nails were for the boat he was building. He loved to ride on the river.
Anyway, not really interesting, so let's go back to Suke who's now walking in town. He walked down the main streets; that was filled with stalls and blankets for the Sunday market. Some people wished him a good morning, since they knew him. Of course the arrival of Suke had been going through town like a fire and everyone knew him in a couple of days. Suke turned left and on the corner of the street was a small hardware store. He opened the door and waved at the man behind the counter. "Good morning Suke!" the man waved back and went back to his costumer.
Suke sighed and walked to the back of the store, looking at the wall filed with boxes containing nails and bolts and stuff like that. He frowned at the sizes and grabbed the note out of his pocket with the information he needed. He unfolded it and read what was on it.
"Dear Suke,
Buy me a souvenir, pretty please?
From Naruto-sama."
Suke blinked at the paper before he grabbed the right one. Suke carried the note with him 24/7 and wasn't planning on letting it go. He still didn't remember a single thing and for some reason the note calmed him when he was getting frustrated because he lost his memories. He could see flashes though, but they were only there for a second and he couldn't even see a thing. They were gone before he realized that they were there. But he didn't paid attention to them, he wanted to focus on his live with Naomi and Mori.
Mori and Naomi were surprised to find out that Suke was actually quite a talker when you knew him, he didn't like strangers though and rather wanted to hide then talk when they introduced him to a stranger. Suke was a good assistant and helped whenever he could. So in a few days Suke helped with the training from Mori with his gennin.
Mori discovered that Suke really had the skills and that he had every reason to wear the anbu suit. Suke skills didn't surprised, Mori, Naomi and others but also himself. Every time he did something that he didn't knew he could it, he felt like he was in heaven. Every jump, every weapon that was sent to him, every jutsu he used (with a little help of Mori of course) sent shivers to his spine and the adrenaline only made him want more.
Of course, Suke realized that his ninja skills didn't came from one way to another. "You must have trained every day and had some good friends in your past, Suke. Cause with straining and some love, comes strength." Suke frowned when Mori had said that. Suke walked out of the weapon store with two bags in every hand. He looked up to the blue sky, filled with some white clouds here and there.
Was there someone that was missing him right now? Cried for him, longed for him? Did this Naruto-sama miss him? What if everyone from his lost memories was looking for him right now? Worried sick. Suke bit his lower lip, a stupid habit that he had picked up from Naomi. What if nobody missed him? what if someone was actually happy that he left and hoped he had died somewhere in the gutter?
Suke shook the thought out of his head and walked further. No, he wasn't going there. Forget the past. He had Naomi and Mori now, so there was nothing to worry.
"Oi, Suke!" Suke stopped and turned around, raising an eyebrow at the young boy that came running up to him.
"did you hear the latest news?" the boy said, handing an leaflet over to Suke who accepted it. "The last Uchiha is missing." Suke looked puzzled to the boy in front of him. "what do you mean, Oti? What's an Uchiha?"
Oti snickered. "Not what, who. He's the last survivor of his clan. The Uchiha clan had this really cool bloodline limit! I don't know the name…but they had red eyes! And it can look into your brain! And now he's missing!" Oti pointed to the leaflet. "can you give this to Naomi-san and Mori-sensei?"
Suke nodded and Oti walked away to the next victim, who got a leaflet pushed in his hands. With the free story of Uchiha. Suke looked at the leaflet and frowned when there was no picture. "Uchiha Sasuke, missing Konoha anbu nin." He whispered the title softly.
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"Dad, stuff is on the table! Mom, I have something for you!"
Naomi and Mori entered the room, while Mori immediately grabbed the bags and started looking at the items, Naomi got the leaflet from the table. "Uchiha Sasuke." She read out loud.
"Uchiha Sasuke is missing since a mission on the border of Hi no Kuni a couple weeks ago. Expected is, that he is wounded or hospitalized. Uchiha possesses the 'Sharingan', please refrain from fighting when he has activated his bloodline limit."
Naomi sighed. "sounds like he's pretty dangerous, then again, he's an Uchiha."
"What's so special about this Uchiha?" Suke asked, pouting at the worried look in Naomi's eyes. Naomi sat down at the table and Suke followed her actions.
"The Uchiha clan was a powerful but peaceful clan in the city Konoha. They we're all known for their strength, because of their special bloodline limit, the sharingan. It's also know as the 'red eye'. I don't know much about it, but it's really powerful."
Naomi finished. Suke cocked his head. "Seems like just a guy being popular cause of his last name, nothing special about him. I'm going upstairs, read a book."
"dinner's up in half an hour, okay?" Naomi said, looking worried at t retreating back of her 'son'. Suke nodded and left the room. Naomi picked up the leaflet. "too bad the description really sucks. Everyone in this area has black hair and eyes."
Suke passed the door to his bedroom and walked into Mori's office, standing in front of their own little library. Suke started at the end of a line of books and passed the backs of the books with his finger, mumbling the titles.
Suddenly his finger stopped and he grabbed the book, walking to his own room and sitting down on his futon. He opened the book, looked at the index and searched for page 143, when he found the word he needed.
"The Sharingan is an eye technique that naturally occurs in a select few members of the Uchiha clan. The Sharingan is thought to be descended from the Byakugan, see page 105 but grants the user different abilities and a different insight. The Sharingan does not automatically appear from birth in a user; instead, it will usually appear when the user is in a life-threatening situation, where the power of the Sharingan could save them. After this first appearance, the user can then call up the Sharingan any time they wish. The power of the Sharingan is judged through the number of tomoe in the eye, with a maximum of three in each.
The Sharingan's first and most well known ability is to memorize any technique that it witnesses. It can memorize any standard form of jutsu with perfect accuracy, allowing the user to use the techniques as his own. In order to reproduce copied jutsu, however, one must have the necessary skill or ability to perform them.
The Sharingan's second ability is granting the user incredible clarity of perception, allowing them to track fast-moving objects with ease and even predict the subsequent movements of those objects. The ability to track and predict movement is largely based on individual skill, as unskilled users have much more trouble tracking fast-moving objects. A fully-evolved Sharingan can track even the quickest opponents, though, like the first ability, it doesn't necessarily mean the user has the ability to react to it. This
perception is also great enough to see through genjutsu and to observe the movement and flow of chakra, but not to the same extent or clarity as the Byakugan. It also gives color to chakra. Additionally, the Sharingan grants the user exceptional analytical powers, allowing them to instinctively pick up on various visual clues with little difficulty.
The Sharingan's third capability is a unique brand of hypnosis that involves suggesting actions and thoughts to the opponent. When used in conjunction with the aforementioned aspects of the Sharingan, this allows the user to perfectly mimic every move their opponent makes, even before they do, making it appear as if the user can see the future. It also allows for other forms of hypnotism, such as putting an opponent to sleep, replaying memories to someone else, or creating various illusions to fool an opponent."
Suke blinked at the page in the book. On the next page was a picture of the sharingan eye. One with one dot, one with two and one with three. Suke traced his finger over the first picture and frowned.
/A man with black hair, tied into a piece of cloth on the back of his head, a weird outfit and a mask in front of his face. He held his fist in front of his face, three needles between his fingers. Somehow he could see reflections of him everywhere, it was like he was standing in a mirror hall. Suddenly his own images disappeared and the woman came back for his own.
"he's coming!"
"calm down…"
"concentrate…"
"and see through it!" echoed through his mind, seeing as the man ran towards him with incredible speed./
Suke gasped. He almost fell over and supported himself on his arm. His face was covered with sweat and he felt incredibly hot. His cheeks were burning and his hands were shaking. Suke looked around, confused. This was the longest flash he had, even though it had been only a matter of seconds.
"Suke! Dinner!"
Suke looked terrified at the door, startled from the sudden noise. "C-coming!" he shouted back to his mother. His heart was beating like crazy and Suke took a deep breath in hope to calm down. He got up his feet, with a few failed attempts and walked downstairs.
"Suke? What's wrong?" Naomi asked concerned as he sat down at the table. Mori stopped reading the newspaper and looked at Suke. "I had another flash, that's all." He whispered. Naomi sat down, the concern only growing. Suke almost bit his lip at the nervousness that crept through his body as the eyes were set on him.
"I-it was kinda overwhelming. I actually heard myself say something, or think. And I saw a man with an anbu mask."
"Suke, maybe you should think about the past, all these memori-" Naomi started.
"No!" Suke shouted, startling Naomi and Mori. "No, I'm here with you and I'm happy, I don't need the past! Do you want me gone?!"
Naomi stood up. "How dare even you think that we want you gone?" she hissed, her eyes spitting fire. Suke swallowed. He never liked when someone got angry on him. Naomi sighed and sat down again. "honey, Mori and I are just worried about you. Maybe you say that you don't want to know your past but your other you is certainly trying to say something.
Maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't be ignoring it."
Suke looked down at his plate with fresh made sushi. For some reason his appetite was totally gone. He looked over to Mori, who was staring to eat. Naomi hesitated for a second but then started. "I'm afraid that the people from my past hate me." He murmured.
Naomi stopped her actions, her chopstick with a piece of sushi between it almost touching her lips. "Suke, how could you even think that? But that isn't the question here. Do you want to know who you was?"
Suke looked from Mori to Naomi to his plate and the other way around. "I'm curious, yes." He admitted softly. Naomi smiled and placed her hand on Suke's. "No matter what happens, we will be there." Mori gave him a smile and Suke nodded back.
"tomorrow, let's find out who you are." Mori said, or rather, stated. It sounded like he made it the next big mission of his life, or that his life depended on it. Suke suppressed a snicker and Naomi giggled.
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The next morning they had started, ask people and they went to the police station to ask information off missing people. They came back with 8 files of missing nin, that could be Suke.
"Tomo Ryuuchi, 20, anbu, scar on his right shoulder blade." Naomi raised an eyebrow at Suke, who shook his head. "Don't have a scar there." He sighed.
Mori grabbed him by his shoulder. "it's only the second one, we have 6 left. Don't be so down."
"okay, next. Hikita Horo, also known as Horohoro. Blond hair… okay let's skip this one."
"Jiho Meo. Black hair, black eyes, tall, about 6 feet. Very …handsome? Okay, anbu," Suke and Mori kept on nodding, yes, yes, yes. "danger to himself and people, doesn't has his drugs with him." Suke and Mori went from nodding to shaking their heads. No, right?
"okay next, Uchiha Sasuke." Suke sighed. "let's skip that one." Naomi frowned. "this one has a better description. Black hair, black eyes, anbu tattoo on his right shoulder."
Naomi's eyes widened at the next line. "Has a horizontal scar on the base of his neck." She whispered. Suke's eyes widened and his fingers shot up to touch the scar.
"On his right shoulder blade are traces to find of a seal, that was removed a long time ago." She breathed with a high pitched voice. Suke simply nodded. The black smudge like he was burned was easy to see when you looked at it.
The three of them fell into a deep silence for a long time when suddenly Naomi stood up and hugged, Suke. "We have to make sure the police knows and we have to get ready! Oh Suke, we have to go back to Konoha! We have to meet up with you family again! Oh god, Mori get you stuff! We have to get ready!"
Mori stood up and ran out of the door, Naomi ran through the front door probably going to the police station. Sasuke blinked. What the hell just happened?
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Yes, what did happen? Anyway, review and you will get your next update on Wednesday or else on Thursday! Thanks for the reviews you gave to me and I hope to see you again! X3