Title: Hell, Yes
Author: TheTrueAwesomeness
Rating: K+
Setting: Alternate Universe
Pairings: Sakura X Sasuke
Genre: Romance, Humor and Supernatural
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any characters from Naruto. Nor do I own Mythology, does anyone own Mythology? Whatever, this story, is mine.
Summary: Sakura was determined. Nothing from Heaven and Earth could move her from her stand - she was not going to be involved with any more men. No relationships, nuh-uh. Little did she know that when she said that, a bored, mysterious being with eyes as dark as onyx was watching her. Little did she know that as he did, he smirked and asked himself "What about something from Hell?"
Chapter 1: Up to Earth
It was evening, a few days after watching a fascinating scene involving an intoxicated pink-haired girl on his mystical black mirror, when a certain ebony-eyed being decided to finally venture out of his domain, into the convoluted and highly complicated world of the humans. Specifically in a place called Konoha, Japan. He spent those few days brushing up on the ways of the humans, in order not to seem so out-of-place and to draw unwanted attention. The last time he was there, he was there as himself. Now he was going to be in the guise of a human.
In those days of research, he found that the words convoluted and highly complicated suit the land called Earth incredibly well.
After all, he knew no other place that had as much highly technological gadgets, diversified species, inexplicable emotions and interactions ranging from needed to unnecessary as this one. Heck, in his world there was only one thing that could be considered "highly technological" - his sleek black mirror; there was only one kind of species inhabiting it besides himself and Kharon (whom he left in charge while he was gone) - the shades; there were less than a handful of emotions that reached the edges of his territory - fear, anguish, hopelessness and pain, and all their known synonyms; and there were minimal interactions between the shades with fellow shades, much less with himself.
He thought, perhaps, that that was why he had felt so bored.
In his land, which is the last stop for most living creatures, there was only never ending pain. Here, in this blue and green planet, there were endless possibilities. There were professions and hobbies and learning. He knew, for sure, that fear, anguish, hopelessness and pain were all present here as well, but there were also those emotions that originate from the other end of the spectrum; emotions that no amounts of research would ever get him understand, unless he experience them himself. He was not even sure that he was capable of experiencing them, and that if he could, that he would understand.
But that did not bother him.
Primarily, he was here to alleviate his boredom. A "vacation", he knew was the term most humans used, from the monotony of the underworld. He smirked to himself, thinking of that pink-haired woman he saw. He had a feeling she would prove incredibly amusing, especially after that little show she displayed, and that vow she made.
He would prove her wrong.
Now all he had to do was find her
Looking around the dark streets of Konoha, he realized that he knew not how to do that, how to find her. His research was solely on humans and their biology and psychology, not on the particular human made him interested in crossing borders. But he was not about to use his otherworldly abilities to search for her. He did not wish for this excursion to be that easy and to end to quickly. No, he was going to be all-human. He went to the trouble of assuming a human form, after all. He doubted it would be hard to find her, she had pink hair.
He felt the darkness envelop him eagerly, like a moth to a flame; or in this case, like a minion to its master. He walked on aimlessly, losing himself in his thoughts.
It was very wise of him to crossover in the cloak of darkness. He was sure some sort of havoc would have occurred had he done it in the morning. He imagined humans panicking as the ground cracked and a chasm glowing with hot red cinders appeared and himself, a seemingly regular human, emerged. Part of him felt sorry that he chose to be wise.
He turned a corner and, before he could react, felt a powerful blow on the right side of his body. He flew into the air, darkness not fast enough to keep him encased, before he crashed onto a wall and fell unto the cold, hard ground. He felt no pain, and wanted nothing more than to stand and teach the insolent imbecile who dared hit him, cloaked in darkness or not, a lesson he would no doubt die from, but he knew humans do not just stand up after such a collision, so he stayed still and feigned unconsciousness.
He felt slightly miffed that this was his first few minutes back on Earth and he got hit by a car. But he supposed if he was going to visit Earth, why not do it with a bang? The literal kind, apparently.
A car door opened and closed. "Teme!" He heard a male say. He felt a hand touch his neck, and then his wrist. "Kami," he heard the faceless voice mutter. He was sure his face was that of a man who lay unconscious, but inside he felt the first few bubbles of amusement stir inside him. This poor guy was scared. Panicked. He wanted to laugh. He wondered if he would just leave him there, he knew some humans were that selfish, were that bent on saving their own skins instead of others who needed saving the most. That was how they ended up in his realm.
When he heard a few beeps followed by the man, in an all too loud voice, practically shout almost too quickly about how he had hit a man, that he swore he saw nothing but shadows, that there was no blood, and say a few names that he was sure let whoever the man was talking to know their location, he knew that he was not one of those humans.
"He has no pulse," he heard the man say again. He wanted to mentally slap himself, of course, a pulse! He couldn't remedy the bloodlessness now, it would do no good for him to start bleeding all of a sudden, but at least he could fix this. He felt fingers on his neck once more. "Oh, wait, he does. He does! It's faint. Please, hurry."
He heard a phone click, and could feel the man kneel next to him. "I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry," he said. He felt a drop of moisture on his face. And again, before realized that this faceless man, who knew nothing about him, who knew not that he could not die, was crying. Because of what he did, because he was sorry, because he was afraid for him.
When the sirens suddenly blared, and a grateful, "Thank Kami, you're here!" was sniffled. When he felt himself lifted onto a bed, and then heard a door slam and felt his entire body shake every once in a while from the bumps that the ambulance he was in drove over, all he could think of was that man who cried for him and how this world was indeed strange.
"The patient," he heard a male voice say, "is an unidentified male of unknown age. Hit by a car. Collided with a wall after flying a few feet. No visible wounds. May have severe internal bleeding. Several broken bones."
As the man described the injuries he should have after being hit by a car, he made it so that his body manifested such injuries. No human could go through such an ordeal unscathed. He felt his bed being maneuvered through what he figured was a maze of hallways inside a sterile hospital.
"Get him prepped," he heard another voice say. This one more feminine. He felt a spark of excitement go through him. He knew that voice, even though the only other time he heard it, the speaker had been highly drunk and slurred her words. This time she sounded professional, calm despite the frantic environment she was in.
Looks like Tyche was finally repaying that debt she owed him.
"Sakura-chan," he heard the voice of the man who had hit him, the reason he had found the pink-haired girl so quickly without even trying. He must thank him once he was "conscious". "I didn't mean to," he reasoned.
"I know, Naruto" she said softly, he took note of the familiarity between them. "It'll be okay, you weren't drunk driving or anything. It was accident," he felt her gaze on him, "Purely an accident."
A mask was fitted on his face, and he took a deep breath. The substance he was inhaling gave him a funny, almost numbing feeling. It pulled him down into what he knew was genuine unconsciousness. He could fight it, of course, he was all-powerful. He could stay conscious throughout the whole surgery, feeling the scalpels and other instruments probe his insides without feeling any pain, but that wasn't how a human would do it, and for once, he wanted to succumb to whatever it was that was filling his lungs, to experience the whole "surgery" thing the way a human would.
After all, he found her. That was enough for now.
"Oh good, you're awake."
He opened his eyes. He was covered in bandages, in a white-walled, fairly bare hospital room. At the foot of his bed was the woman he had been seeking. Her pink hair was tied back. She was dressed in a crisp white doctor's uniform that gave her an air of authority. "Dr. Haruno" was on her right breast pocket.
"Surgery went well. Your vitals are pretty good, especially after everything you went through. You're one tough cookie, recovering really quickly," she smiled at him, her green eyes, he noted, were full of relief, "at this rate you'll be out of the hospital, able to take care of yourself, in two weeks tops."
For once he was at a loss for words, feeling his system still trying to get rid of the dregs of what he realized was anesthesia. So he grunted, "Hn."
"Since you're awake, you should fill in your form. You had no personal effects to indicate who you are, so none of your family and friends know you're here; they must be worried." She handed him the clipboard.
He realized that he had not thought this through, he had not given a thought about the identity he was going to assume in this world. How careless, he had let his eagerness get the better of him.
He shook his head. Mostly at himself. But Sakura thought that it was because he couldn't write for himself, silly her. He was a recovering patient. He had even just woken up. He was covered in bandages, for Kami's sake! She had never felt so flustered. "Alright, I'll do it for you," she said kindly, a blush tinting her cheeks. "What's your name?"
"Ha-" he was about to say. He couldn't introduce himself as Hades.
"What was that?" he felt, more than saw, the impatience in her voice.
She had no right to be impatient with him. Did she not know who he was? How powerful he could be if he wanted to?
Well of course, she didn't.
Who am I in this world? I am in Japan, he thought to himself. What name do I want? Lee?
No, he quickly dismissed the idea, it was too common. Somehow the name made him feel like he should be wearing green spandex. He fought a shiver.
He looked out the door and saw a middle-aged woman pass-by, holding a bouquet of roses, no doubt for someone dear to her. With his sharp eyes he saw the tag protruding from the inside of the back of her collar. Sasu.
A man passed by holding a key.
Sasu-key?
"Sa-su-key," he tried. It didn't sound Japanese. "Sas-ke."
"Sasuke," she said while writing it down.
It worked.
"Last name?"
He strained his ears, listening in on the various conversations taking place all around him.
"- oooooh, that's so -"
"- chi enhancing tea is all the rage -"
"- HAAAAA...CHOOOOO!"
"Uchiha," he said with conviction, as if that was really his name. Sakura had no reason to doubt him anyways. "My name is Uchiha Sasuke."
They had spent a good thirteen minutes filling up Sasuke's entire medical form, with her asking him questions and him giving, for lack of a better term, bullshit answers.
He spent that time observing her. The way she held the pen. The way she stood with her entire weight being supported by one foot while the other was on its tiptoes. The way a vein pulsed in her temple when his answers were too outlandish. He knew she was going to be a source of much entertainment during his stay.
He saw her jade eyes soften when he said he had no family. And that his friends were few, and were not in the country. That had come from far away to search for - you, he wanted to say - greener pastures.
She would have stayed longer, he knew, had it not been for that little black device attached to the cloth near her hip that beeped almost too annoyingly that he was about to will it to burst into flames.
When she turned back to look at him from her position by the door and said, "I will see you around, Uchiha-san," Hades, Pluto, and now Uchiha Sasuke couldn't help but smirk and think, Of course you will.
A/N: So Hades has chosen his name. XD And he has finally found Sakura. With the help of, of course, Naruto. I couldn't resist making Naruto hit Sasuke with a car. =)) I realize there might be some conflict about the gods, like Kami and Hades, but I'll address that when I have too. I hope this chapter turned out well. How is it? Reviews will be very much appreciated. Include comments and suggestions and everything you'd want to include in a review. =) Thank you. :D