To HK-Kun(I think it's okay to call you that?): Thanks for your review! Glad to hear some opinions. Actually in I think it is okay to type in Chinese on the fanfics, but just to skip confusions for non-Chinese speakers that can't remember its complex shapes, I let it be this way... Again thanks for review! :D The real plot starts later on, just a hint hint.

Aryan801chan: I actually thought about doing that... but the idea was thrown away later on, just because it won't make the fun of it.

So happy a lot people added this story to their story alert! Glad to know there are people reading this.

I guess I'm trying to give some kind of a poll, but I'm debating whether to give the characters long hair when they grow up because China dynasty men always had long hair... But Idk, I like the way their original characters are now.. So give some thought to that, please, and give me your opinion.

While with all the other fanfics going on I think this one will be my #1 priority just because it's so fun to write... So two new chapters for this and then Kingdom Hearts one and then the Gintama one.. :)

Things to know:

Chinese old time style bed, I can't describe it, so if you can search up a picture and take a look yourself it would be the best. The beds were always next to the walls with curtains. It's.. shaped like box with an open side to sleep in? I don't know to describe it.. The best way to get the feel of it I say is to check out some Chinese TV show the setting being ancient China dynasty.

Duanxiu - Ahh I love this term. The wording itself means "broken sleeves", but it really means you're a gay man. xD It came from a lord back in time who fell in love with another man and they were pretty much lovey dovey, and there was a tale that one day the lord woke up sleeping next to his love and found his sleeve under the pillow, and to not wake up his love sound asleep he cut off his sleeve, showing how much he loved him. :D The story includes a part where Naruto rip his sleeves for Sasuke, I guess it's kind of a symbolic action.

Diedie - A loving way to say daddy in Chinese

Huang Tai Zi - Chinese emperor's prince, I'm going to use this term from when it appears now just because the whole prince thing makes me think Europeanized

Dianxia: You have to add that to someone important, like the emperor himself, his wives or sons

Pingshen: When someone give the important person a kowtow, with this they from the person they gave kowtow to they can stand up again

In this chapter there will be things that ends of -chan, please don't doubt this is China dynasty time, it's just that adding a -chan at the end of someone's name just meant you said small someone. Like this, Naruto-chan = Small Naruto. It's the same in China as a nickname, I just don't really want to go Small Someone so often... So please bear with that.

You feel something stuck in your throat and you can't yell anymore, but you keep on struggling to run. You know Iruka niang is waiting for you, you know this prince will hurt you. You never thought the prince's skinny looking wrist could be so strong! It looks like you break it with a snap, but boy the force he pulls you over makes you feel like a cheap wood chopstick. He is a prince, and you chop woods about once or twice a week, yet he has you in his pawn. You imagine yourself like the animals that runs and gets caught and can't overpower the human. It always felt like this, you're the lowly one. You can feel his eyes glimmering at you, feel his blood on your skin, his hand is cold as the snow you hold in the winter. Chilling. You move your feet and throw your whole body against the other side, yet it's all useless.

"Stop."

His voice was cold and firm, in a commanding tone that was overpowering. You felt a slight shiver, and you stopped struggling. The affect of his voice made you stop, even if you don't really want to. It's as if he is so used to it, to give commands to other people. You can't understand why a kid that's not much taller than you can give one such an awe.

"Let me go." You whimpered once more and found your voice back, yet it your throat was still dry, and it kind of hurts. But you scream anyways. "Let me go!"

It seems it doesn't have the same impact of a command as he did to you. Uchiha Sasuke, as you remembered his name now, dragged you across the door way to the grand room. You stumbled on your feet as you were getting pulled by, feeling foolish. Now that you know you can't escape, you took a good look around the room as you step in. It was large with a deck to see the busy streets outside, it will be beautiful once the night comes. The desks and chairs were made of fine polished red woods with fresh picked flowers in expensive looking pots; there was to your confusion a bed with fancy cushions and detailed print on the woods, the bed's curtains were pink and purple gauze giving the mystic tone to the room. You don't understand why there is a bed there. To do what? Sleep? There were plants oily green in nice ceramic pots, the walls hanged with drawings and around the walls' edges are detailed carvings of decorations. It was not something your familiar with, no. You gasped and felt out of place. All the women were wearing expensive dresses, elegant and beautiful, staring at you like you were a strange creature. You nodded to Tsunade and she refused to look at you. You see the man that had the pretty voice smiling at you, you feel fluster because that man was so pretty, but shyly smiled back.

"Naruto...?"

Hearing the voice and you instantly know who it belong to. Sakura was sitting on the floor, her hair falling to her face, messy, and she looked lost.

"Sakura jiejie!" You yelled and shook off the prince's hand wildly, you didn't know how you did, maybe he loosened his grip. You were careful not to step on any broken glass and bend down next to her. "Are you okay?" Your big blue eyes staring at the girl, trying to find if something was wrong. She seemed a little lost, but after a few moments she pulled it together, putting her strings of hair back and soothed out the wrinkles on her red dress.

"I'm fine, you know." She sit up straight again, her hand fixing his messy clothing. "I should be worry about you more. Look what trouble you got yourself in." She patted your head lightly, and you felt like a little kid all over again.

"While I would question your safety first, Sakura." Tsunade finally spoke, her voice cold and hard, her mouth twitching. "What were you doing at the door?"

Sakura turned instantly illy pale and speechless as soon as Tsunade spoke, trying hard to come up with an excuse in her head. You can see she can't think of anything, so you jump in front of her and spread your arms in a protective way.

"No! You can't hurt Sakura jiejie! She was just trying to see if I'm okay!"

You're not quite convinced in your lie, but Sakura actually had look of how-did-you-know on her face and smiled. You feel suddenly special, beloved. But you're going to protect her, see, no one is going to hurt her. You remember that's how Iruka-niang was to you.

"I'm very sorry, Lady Tsunade." Sakura gave a kowtow(I do hope it's the right word, cuz it's going to be appearing A LOT. It just means your knees on the ground and your head hitting the floor). "I didn't want Naruto-kun to be in trouble. He was never suppose to be here... But..."

"We can question that later. One month in the laundry room, by yourself." Tsunade held her forehead and sighed, apparently don't really know what to with all of this.

"Yes, my lady." Her head bowed even lower. Laundry room by herself, with this much women's clothes everyday? You felt bad for Sakura, but she looked so relieved, as if she was expecting something a lot worse. You gulped and thought what kind of cruel punishments Tsunade must give.

"Why don't we add a lifetime labour on that case."

It's the annoying childish voice again. You look to the boy's direction, he didn't look to happy to you shook his hand off, his eyebrows high on his face. You didn't dare to look at him eye to eye. He is the prince. He can do anything to you, no matter how much you loath him by now. But poor Sakura jiejie! You can't let that happen, just no. You look at her, her face's temperature looked hot as a boiling dumpling, lost and hurt, not to say scared. She had tears dwelling in her eyes. A lifetime labour means you work till the very last minute of your life's day and go with 2 meals of steamed buns. You seen the people on the street working before, you felt horrible for them. They were even lower then you were, looked down by anyone, kicked on the streets. Your eyes darted to Sasuke, avoiding his eyes, hoping he was just joking, but you know he probably isn't. He didn't seem like the people with the sense of humor, and hint that jokes were suppose to be funny, what he said wasn't laughable at all. Then something red caught your eyes, and you see the blood still dripping from the boy's hand. You know it's serious when someone bleeds, you remember once Iruka-niang slit a long wound on his hand, and Kakashi-pervert jumped out of his seat(he was hogging a dinner from you guys, even though he bought the materials, you still think he's lazy) and started treating it. You gulped and went over to the young prince, those eyebrows were a knot together. No one seem to dare come near the blood, as if it's something horrid. The women backed away, even Tsuande turned around. Itachi seemed to be worried but You don't understand, really. It's jut blood. Everyone has it in them. But you remember the first time you seen blood, you didn't know what it was, it just hurts. It must hurt for that prince too, considering he probably never gets hurt like this.

"You..." You didn't know if you should talk at all, or even be doing this. But you did. "You have to stop the bleeding with some kind of cloth..." You remember you ripped off your own clothes to stop your wounds from bleeding sometimes, but look to the dark blue robe the prince is wearing, sewed with gold thread that made the dragons dancing on the clothes look so alive, you don't think you're going to rip that off. So you took your own sleeves and ripped the cheap brown fabrics. The sound of the ripping gave your ears a tingle, as if something is changing. You took the prince's hand and wrapped the cloth around it. You did it carefully so the "precious-hand-of-the-prince" won't be hurt. Your skins made contacts, you felt how cold his hand was, just like those ceramics you touched once. It was smooth too, and you felt the bony fingers. "There." You smiled a little bit at your own smartypants work, tied up the knot on the cloth, and looked up to see the prince staring at you. You felt everyone gaze focusing at you, as if you done something shockingly untrue. You kept back a small discouragement and let go of the prince's hand, wrapped in your sleeve's cloth hinted with blood stain underneath.

"Uh..." You started again. "Can you... I mean..." You don't know how to talk to aristocracies and stumbled on your wordings. If you say something wrong you might lose your head. But you have to do something. Anything. It's always good to try. "Sakura-jiejie didn't mean to.. to hurt you." You look to him, your head low, your eyes on how his face changes. "I didn't mean to.. disturb you guys either..." You scratched your head, fluffy blond hair. "Uh... Can you forgive her and Tsunade??" You spit it out. "And forgive me?" You added on. Your hands clutched together. "Iruka-niang told me, 'To err is human, to forgive is divine.' So... Uh...." You can't think of anything else to say. "Please?"

You even said a mere phrase that you know of that could sound educated. But Iruka-niang did tell you that once. So whenever Kiba does something to you like lost your favorite stick to chase the wild dogs and apologized later, you forgive him, and felt this enlightenment thing that you feel when you forgive someone. The prince didn't say anything, he just stared at you, and you didn't know whether that's good or not.

"I think that's one sincere pleading to have, Sasuke Huang Di."

It's the nice voice again, and you turn to the pretty man still sitting on the chair, smiling gently. You felt a smile rise on your face too. Does it mean it's going to be okay?

"For this little fellow's sake, why don't we just look over it and have a good time." Itachi said soothingly. You saw from the corner of your eyes Sakura jiejie's eyes lit up, and Tsunade was in relief. "What is your name, boy?"

"Naruto." You smiled in a way that your teeth showed. "Uzmaki Naruto, your majesty!" You remember to add that title at the end.

"Naruto, that's a nice name." He smiles again. "Well, Sasuke Huang Di, what do you think?"

You look to the younger prince again, your hope at your throat. He looked into your eyes, and you had the odd sensation that he could see through you so easily. But you made sure your eyes were sincere and honest. He shut his eyes and sighed, looking away.

"Whatever." He waved his long sleeves and you smiled in this sunshine way. For a second you thought the prince was being shy not looking at you, but you didn't care. You smiled to Sakura jiejie, she gave you a thumbs up, and mouthed good job and thank you. Her gaze, as you can see was back to Sasuke again. You pouted slightly, but you kind of know how she feels. It's hard for someone's eyes not to be on them, the princes, when they are in the room. It must be harder for woman, because even for you looking at them and talk was hard to not feel flustered and nervous. They were beautiful. They were beyond the reach of our own.

You look to Tsunade now, who smiled and shook her head. All the women lying in the room too also gave you a small grin.

You felt suddenly proud of yourself, like a big man, like when Iruka-niang gives a treat when you did extra work, like Kakashi pervert let you ride his shoulders(yes Chinese do that) and you feel like he's your father. Though, you know you're not calling that pervert Diedie.

And then the stomping footsteps, more people came into the room. You recognize the kids among the guards, it was the guy that almost punched you, and the girl that flustered when you said hi. Unsurprisingly, they were aristocracies too. It's just so easy to tell, even if they're dressed in average or cheap robes. The way they walk, talk, act and just the aura they give off. You felt out of place and stood there, staring at the guards who stare right back at you. They were tall, buff men, obviously well trained.

"Huang Tai Zi dianxia," The older boy gave a kowtow, the girl followed the suit.

"Ping shen." Sasuke said lazily. "What is it, Neji?"

"It's nothing quite urgent, Huang Tai Zi dianxia..." He said, pausing and looking to your direction. In dislike you look firmly back. He rose his eyebrows slightly. "And what is this inferior doing here?"

"He's a welcoming guest, Neji-chan." Itachi said, and you felt instantly grateful, and made a face to the Neji guy. You can clearly see his temper rising, but dare not to say much since Itachi said so.

"Ah..." The girl was behind that Neji guy the whole time they were standing, only her head peeking out staring at you, recognize you. She flustered, and you noted in your head, what a shy girl. You gave her smile, hoping it will help, she shrilled and darted back, now her face is not even showing. You felt Neji's gaze at you, apparently annoyed, and his hand comforting the girl behind him.

"Lady Hinata, please make yourself presentable." He said, kind of gentle kind of instructive. You learned from that, her name is Hinata. Well, it's a pretty name at least.

"O-okay, Neji-gege." She stuttered on her words, and stood straightly, showing her full body. She was a tiny girl, in a white dress that had plenty of chrysanthemum sewed in bright yellow threads.

"If you didn't want her to see the brothel, shouldn't have bought her in the first place." Sasuke was sitting at the table now, his hand against his chin. Everything he does just make him look elegant.

"She insisted to come." Neji replied. "And she needs to know this, sooner or later..."

You looked to the other boy and see him not quite convinced in his words either. Like he doesn't want her to know these stuff. You guessed from the sentence that he loved her, cared for her. Your disdain against this guy ease a little bit. Brothers and sisters, huh. It's a wonderful bond all along, anyways, like you and Iruka-niang.

Iruka-niang.

Market place.

You hit your head and felt you hit too hard, said ow but now you think clear, Iruka-niang is waiting for you.

"Naruto?" Sakura stood up.

"I gotta go now!" You replied. "Iruka-niang is waiting for me by the market place."

"You should have left earlier. He must be worried." She stated. "C'mon, get going."

"Yeah I will." You run to the door trying to get through all the guards, then look back again. "Can I see you sometime later?" You asked, and Sakura's eyes went to Tsunade. Tsunade felt your gaze, nodded looking unwilling, but with that, you know it's okay to see Sakura jiejie again. You gave her a huge grin and get through the guards.

And one last time, you just have to add one more thing. Popping your head in room again, you saw his face and smiled and yelled:

"Thank you, Sasuke!"

You run, then,

You made sure not to add dianxia or your majesties or anything like that. You thought how tiring it must be to be always called those things, why not just his name, Sasuke? You know you will be in trouble for doing it, that is, if you meet him again, ever. But you just wanted to do it. He must want to hear it once in a while, someone calling him by his name, just Sasuke. A good name.

You run through the brothel, wave to bushybrow still by the door, he waved back smiling a little bit. You passed the crowds squeezing through the small spaces between the busy people walking towards their own life. Your grass sandals were dirty and kind of itching your feet, but you had to run, to Iruka-niang who is waiting for you. You're going to tell him everything that happened, how you were in this small dark room with bunch of girls, how you guys looked to the window and saw the Huang Tai Zi of this land, how the girls started screaming you were left behind, how Tsunade picked you up, how you the younger Huang Tai Zi grabbed you, how you treated his wound so Iruka-niang won't get mad now that your clothes is ripped, how you called out his name when you ran off, and felt that he might just not be some arrogant Huang Tai Zi. You are sure you can brag this one off to Kiba and Choji, you can imagine their mouths dropped to the floor when they hear this. You felt more energy on your feet on this thought, and run and run with a big smile.

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Maybe, just maybe, just hope for, to meet him again.

-Prologue. End.-

Now I know in the beginning it didn't go "Prologue", but this is the prologue(a pretty long one, in fact). It's a set up for the story as a whole. Didn't think I was going to focus on bunch of little kids, hm? This is rated M fanfic, after all. Trust me, shotas lime or lemons or how you call it are hot, but I'm just quite not interested...

So there it goes! It's going to be set some years later, expect all the twists and crap coming up sooon. There is as we can see unrequited love on Naruto's part for Sakura. She would not be such a nice character later on in the story. Woman's jealousy can get real scary.

Please review on your thoughts or suggestion etc. Thank you very much for reading! :D