Kat-chan: Hey guys.. so this is my first story, so be a little gentle when you criticize. -hides in corner-

Naruto: Don't listen to her she actually plans to conquer the world.

Kat-chan: SHUT-UP NARUTO THEY'LL LEARN ALL MY SECRETS! -Sasuke flashes his sharingan-

Sasuke: Hn -chases Kat-chan from room.-

Itachi: Oh, might as well... Kat-chan doesn't own Naruto or any of the character's affiliated with it... thank god or I'd be gay.-chuckles evilly-

Kat-chan: -Runs back in room and hides behind Itachi-

WARNING: This is obviously a yaoi story, so if you don't like yaoi I suggest you don't read this. Which brings me to the point of how you even got here. Anyway main pairing SasuNaru, others will be KakaIru(slightly), NejiGaa(eventually), and ItaKyuu(in time).

AUTHORS NOTE(added after publish of story): I was reading this all over again, and decided to do some editing. This chapter and a few above it would formerly have been Naruto's and Sasuke's Pov twice. I am going to take out one of each and add one Itachi and one Kyuubi. So, as well as editing I'm going to make this happen as well so it won't be unusual to get updates on the story, and not have a new chapter. Also, a few chapters up when it's just one chapter with Sasuke and Naruto and then the next with Kyuubi and Itachi, I'm going to change this to one chapter, like the rest so, instead of 16 there will now be 15 chapters, maybe 14 if I did it twice. But, seeing as I will be adding Itachis pov and Kyuubis pov early on you may want to re-read, but it's not necessary, because it does not change anything in the story at all. Thank you!

NARUTO'S POV

I blinked at the counter in front of me, the room is moving in circles, and my head is pounding. I grabbed the money from my pocket and handed it to the pharmasist. Somehow during the Winter break I got sick, and to me that's a mystery. I hardly ever get sick, but when I do, it's bad. It last for maybe two days -but if I take this purple stuff and get a good sleep- this cold, or more likely flu will be gone by tomorrow.

After the pharmasist handed me the now bagged medicine and my change I thanked her and walked out of the store. It is definitely cold this winter, but I suppose that's a Hokkaido winter for you. The ground was covered in a new sheet of snow, nearly covering up my tracks from when I had walked here. Yes, I walked in the snow and I have the flu. Did I mention I'm wearing only a sweater, and no boots but sneakers? No, well that's it. And people wonder why I get sick so violently.

I felt a pressure on my arm, and was yanked into an alley way. The grip was strong, but no stronger than a normal persons. It can be easily broken. As I was turned to face my attacker, I caught sight of four people. The one that grabbed me was probably in his mid-twenties, he had black hair shortly cut, and small but rounded eyes. He had a knife, and was pointing it at me. Lovely, what'd I do now, for someone to try and mug me?

'Be careful kit, you're already rundown because you got sick.'

'I know, I know, but what'd I do this time to get mugged? I didn't even say anything this time' I whined to the fox demon within me. Did I forget to mention Kyuubi? Oh well, now you know.

Instead of answering Kyuubi just laughed at me.

My name is Naruto Uzumaki, but more commonly known as Naruto Kazekage. When I was small I lived in Tokyo, until I was about two. I don't remember much about it, besides what my parents told me. Tomorrow, I will be seventeen. In case you can't figure it out that means right now I'm sixteen. My hair is a light blond taking after my father, which is the same with my eyes, an ocean blue. On each of my cheeks, I had three scars, they were light, but definitely noticeable. I have naturally tanned skin, no tanning lotion needed. That shit smells weird anyway.

I can't sit around when people are in trouble, especially girls. Don't get me wrong, just because they're girls doesn't mean they're weak and defenseless. A girl can get the job done the same as a guy. My point is that when a girls is defenseless, they pay for it with more than a beat up body and bruises. Much more.

My least favorite part about me is I'm short, about 5' 4". And my hair isn't exactly short. It nearly reaches my shoulders. So, basically people think I'm a girl from the back. Apparently I have a girly figure. I don't know what they see though, this body is all man. Manly man. Like so manly, that if you looked at me you'd say 'ah that manly body of that man is so man-ish and man-like'.

Anyway, back to the important stuff, I moved here about 5 years ago because of a horrible accident involving my parents. I'm not completely sure what happened, I just know after that night my father disappeared. At the time we were living in a more northern town called Suna. After leaving Tokyo that's where we lived until I was nearly twelve. After my father disappeared we moved to my current home: Konoha.

I have trouble trusting people. I wasn't always like this, I could trust someone quickly, but only if I was certain I could trust them. That all changed because of one person. He was my fighting buddy. I remember his short black hair and dark brown eyes. Sai. But, he hurt me in an unimaginable way, right after my father disappeared. That night my mother followed after him, so it's assumable that he was kidnapped. The other evidence that shows he was most likely kidnapped was my mother ended up in the hospital injured, just hours after she went to find my father. And no, she didn't get in a car crash, and there was hardly any bruises. Her arm was broken and she had a gunshot wound in her leg. I'm pretty sure that's no accident. Two day after that Sai hurt me as well. That was right before we moved to Konoha. It's probably a good thing I have trouble trusting people these days.

About six months ago my mom left after she got a letter, all I know is that it was unsigned, and the contents required my mothers presence elsewhere. My mother left me here, and left, for where I am unsure. But, one thing I do know is she won't be back until she finds my father. My father. He was a good man. No, he is a good man. I probably forgot to mention my fighting skills Karate, Ju Jitsu, Tae Kwon Do, Judo, Aikido, Kung-Fu, and many more I don't feel like naming. I can handle several types of fire arms such as handguns, rifles, machine guns, and many more. I also know how to use a cross bow as well as a normal bow and arrow. I could throw a staff and hit my target at least 100 feet away. I can use knives and swords, or any sharp, pointy object, and kill someone. I can use any weapon you name. I like to keep my skills a secret though so people don't think I'm abnormal. I don't know why my father taught me this stuff but I never objected. He wanted me to know it all. My dad taught me to never show weakness. I agree with him on that, you are as weak as you let yourself be. If you don't show weakness, then you're not weak. I looked down, at the ground, feeling myself getting dizzy. Well no matter what I absolutely will not lose.

I let out a shaky breath, to steady myself. Apparently that was a bad idea. The guy with the knife pushed me into the wall behind me. I felt my back hit it and it knocked the wind out of me. I slowly slid to the ground, my head was spinning and I felt hot stickiness on my face. I guess these guys aren't messing around. I glared at the man with the knife, and spit at him.

"Give us your money babe, and I promise we'll let you go easily." Lovely they think I'm a chick.

"Your pathetic," I started while standing up "You think I'm just gonna stand here and let you take my money, when you can't even work for your own." I glared at him and his buddies "You'd take money from a defenseless girl? That's sad, because I'm not even a chick. I have a penis, and no boobs. If you need help, that means I'm a man. M-A-N." Usually one of my outbursts makes people want to hit me. Ah, there it is. His arms with the knife was going through the air, moving toward me. I made a quick movement to get out of the way, but I stumbled out of dizziness. The knife cut through my shoulder, just enough to draw blood, but not close enough to cause a serious injury.

On instinct I turned with my fist out to punch him. I hit him on the cheek, a little to far to the right for my liking, but I knocked him to his butt. Shit! I felt arms grab me from behind. I forgot he had friends with him. This is not a good time to fight, I'm not in health for this. Or My face was shoved into the wall in front of me, but I barely felt it. All I could concentrate on was the now spinning world, and the metallic smell of blood.

'Kit, get a hold on yourself.'

'I-What's happening?'

"You say I'm pathetic?" The man's voice was in my ear, I could feel his breath on my neck. He had a grip on the back of my neck, but it was loose and could easily be broken. I should hurry though, I need to get home and wrap my wounds. I refuse to go to a hospital, people can track you from there. I felt a loss of weight behind me, and sunk to the ground.

'You'll be fine, just try to stay conscious.'

I heard a bunch of punching sounds, and foot steps running away, until there was only one set of footsteps, and light breathing. What just happened? I slowly stood up, using the wall to help me up, I then turned around and leaned against it. I caught sight of a guy, he was about my age maybe older, and was heading in my direction. He's... gorgeous. His hair was black, but it seemed to have tints of blue in it. The back was spiked up, but he seemed to pull the look off. He's pale, nearly the color of the snow. His eyes are a void of black, and they were staring right at me.

I cleared my face of any emotion, and steadied myself. The boy looked at me speculatively, as if checking me if I was okay. I turned the other way walking for the street, feeling slightly woozy but not ready to show it in my steps. I've never shown weakness before, but if I don't stop the bleeding soon I know I'll pass out. And if Kyuubi says not to then it must be important not to.

"Hey." It was the guy. His voice was deep, and it sounded as if he wasn't worried at all. I turned to face him, and glared daggers at him. My head started to spin, but I tried my hardest to not let it show. Damn tall men. "Urusukontachi, you're bleeding. You'll pass out if you don't get it cleaned up soon."

What a bastard, I don't even know him and he... he called me a, moron. I staggered, and hit his chest.

"Teme, don't tell me what I already know." My voice was muffled by his coat, and I felt an arm wind itself around my waist to steady me. I slapped his hand away, and then winced at the pain that in caused my shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" I growled "I didn't ask you to help me." My glare came back, and I looked up at him looking him right in the eyes. He looked emotionless, but his eye gave the slightest twitch, showing irritation.

"Hn, whatever" His voice sounded cold and uncaring

"T-teme, you I was about to break loose and beat them." I breathed. My stomach was starting to hurt worse, and my head began to pound.

"Hn Whatever you say... dobe." I took a step back dumbfounded.

"Who the hell are you talking to teme...? I'm not a dobe, I was gonna take care of it." I yelled. I felt my eyes drooping, and I could barely feel anything before I fell into something warm.

"Urusukontachi." I heard him mumble before everything went dark.

SASUKE'S POV

"Hn whatever you say... dobe" This is the most interesting thing that has happened in a while. Ah, he stumbled, he probably needs a doctor.

When I seen him being attacked he looked determined to win, not scared for his life. I knew he was about to break his hold and attack these people, I could tell by his face that he was determined to do it. What I don't know is why I even interfered with the dobe other than the fact that he's interesting, why should I bother myself with him?

My name is Sasuke Uchiha, I'm seventeen and part of the Uchiha yakuza, but nobody knows that... My father is the leader. My father is an emotionless person, and reacts to nothing. Not threats, not anything. I think the only thing my father ever reacted to was another clan, the main branch of Uchiha, it was like Uzum or some such. But their leader has been missing for a few years.

Since I'm son of yakuza I know how to fight, and I'm good with a gun. But, I don't really like the yakuza. So my father sent me to live here until I graduate and hopefully I change my mind or I'll be forced to like it. Which would suck because then I would have a predetermined Sesai. A sesai is the spouse of a yakuza leader. The sesai has to be strong mentally and physically. My father has already determined who my sesai candidates will be when I take over after he dies. I shuddered at the thought of those evil girls. My father says I am to be the next leader because Itachi it openly gay. It's not that my father has a problem with that, he just wants a heir to the leadership.

"Who the hell are you talking to teme...? I was going to take care of it." The blond in front of me seemed to whisper. He then looked at me with wide eyes, as if realizing something, and then almost in slow motion fell into my arms. His face was bloody, and his wound on his shoulder was bleeding through his sweater. He needs treated. I scooped him up in my arms, he was surprisingly light. I might as well bandage him at my house, I don't even know where a hospital is. I began to walk in the direction of my apartment, watching the boy in my arms for signs of death and such. I then noticed three scars across both his cheeks. Who would want to hurt anyone as innocent looking as this kid? He looked very calm passed out like this, but he was sweating. I felt his forehead with my chin. He must have a fever over 100. This dobe, he's probably got the flu, what was he doing in just a sweater, in the snow?

When I reached my apartment, I set him down on my bed and got a wet wash rag and cleaned the wound on his head. I took off his sweater, and shirt. His skin was tanned and looked soft. Then I noticed a bunch of scars, all over just light ones everywhere on his body. You would only notice them if your face was mere inches from his stomach, where mine was. Then I noticed a big scar that was just over his chest, to the left of his heart. It looked like it may have been serious.

I dabbed at the wound on his shoulder then bandaged it. I pulled off his wet sneakers which were an idiotically bright orange, and sweats, and put a pair of my work out shorts on him. My clothes made him look like a little kid. I put him under the covers and put a cold compress on his head and took his temperature, 103.2 F

Now that I got a clean view of his face, he was actually extremely beautiful, that surprised me, I never thought I would meet a beautiful man.

KYUUBI'S POV

The stupid brat, does he never listen to me? Seriously, I tell him to do one thing, and he does the exact god damn mother fucking opposite. I stomped around my den, which was located somewhere in his mind, and laid on my bed. Naruto frustrates me to no end, I don't understand one thing my kit is thinking. Yes, I think of him as my kit. As my baby brother. As my child.

I'm Kyuubi, the one and only fox demon. I was born, several hundred years ago, into a litter of seven other kits. Out of that litter I was the youngest, and smallest. I never got the chance to grow up with them. But, that's a story for another time. Nearly seventeen years ago I was transported into Naruto's body, unwillingly might I add. At the time, I had been a part of the Rogue demon group, known as Akatsuki, lead my Orochimaru. Technically, I'm still part of the Akatsuki, since all I needed from Naruto was twelve years in his body, then my jaki or demonic force that he was born with would be mine and I could take full form, without the ring, after I kill Naruto of course. Fuck that, he's my kit, we've went through this explanation already.

Just in case you were wondering, yes I'm a fox demon, but no, I do not take the form of a complete fox. If I were to be in my complete form I would be a fox with nine tails, but like I just said no fox form. Instead I'm somewhere in between, while I'm within Naruto's mind. I'm in a human body, but I have four tails, and my ears are out. My hands have claws, and I'm pretty sure my canines are nice and sharp. Basically, in the human world, I'm a Halloween costume.

'Hey kit, WAKE UUUUUPPPP' No matter how much I yell, I know he won't wake up. He needs his rest, but the person that found him... it's familiar, his scent I mean. I need him to wake up, of course I could take over his body, and find out who this person is myself, but Naruto's eyes would become red. I don't think that child would understand that. I suppose I could channel some of my strength, to help his healing. I sat up on my bed, and crossed my legs. Wind began to blow, as I felt my strength leaving my body, and flowing into Naruto. My body felt light as if I was flying. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, as I began losing the feeling in my arms. I let out a big huff of air, as I felt Naruto respond to my healing. He'll probably be up in a few hours. I stopped giving him my strength, and flopped onto my back once again.

My den was like a normal bedroom, bed, bookcase, dresser, and a couch. Naturally, since I'm in Naruto's head(In a safe spot that was designated to me since Naruto was conceived from his mother and father. It was in his blood line.) I have no electronic devices, so I usually just build things, like buildings and such. Right now, my den is actually in an apartment building I built out of random things I found. It's nice in here, like a luxury hotel. It gets lonely though, everywhere I go it's empty, my only company is Naruto. And my jaki.

My jaki isn't exactly a physical thing, it's more of a presence, in my full fox form. Like an apparition. It has a mind of its own, and began giving Naruto problems after my twelve years with him were up. You'r probably wondering why I didn't kill him, and achieve my jaki. Well, that's because I grew attached, and I don't believe in killing good people, or humans. Speaking of my jaki, I should go check the prison I put it in.

After my twelve years within Naruto happened, and it was evident I wasn't going to kill Naruto, the jaki took control of Naruto's body, and attempted to kill him itself. Because of this I built it a prison, and tried my hardest to keep it contained. This prison is just like any other, but it's in the maximum security. Even though I have no technology in here, I but up barriers to tell me if it's moved past anything. Not to mention I put up multiple binding jutsus, and traps. If it manages to get out, well, then I'm not the devious fox I used to be.

As I approached the gates, I steeled myself for what lies ahead. This jaki, my jaki tries everything it can to get me to kill my kit, persuasion of power, promises to kill Orochimaru, hope to bring him back... But, I refuse, because Naruto is my kit, my family, my brother, and somehow like a son. I kept that boy sane while his father trained him, gave him someone to talk to, a friend. I neared the gates, of the jakis cell. I could feel it's power, my power, trying to get to me. I would be lying if I said it wasn't tempting.

"Ah Kyuubi." It rumbled, it bared its teeth, and stared at me. "I see you've come to visit me. Have you changed your mind about the parasite human you love oh so much?"

"No." I took a step forward, and bared my own teeth. "Tell me, hows your cage? It's small enough to be uncomfortable right?" A deep growl broke through the air. I laughed. "Well then I hope you enjoy your stay, because as long as I'm around, Naruto will be safe, and you'll be in there. Ja ne." I walked out of the room as I felt Naruto's presence strengthen.

ITACHI'S POV

Bam! Bam! Bam! I rolled behind an open desk, and pulled my guns out. I couldn't help the sardonic smile that came to my face as I thought of all the people I get the pleasure of disposing of. This mission-I suppose thats what I'll call it anyway- was given to me, with great haste. My father doesn't like traitors, or people who work against him. Not that I blame him, that would be stupid as hell.

I stood and jumped over the desk, kicking the guy who was approaching. I landed on him, and shot him in the head. I dove right sliding under the man with the Uzi and shot between his legs. As I was sliding back I shot all the people showing. Two more guys on my right, inexperienced, and young. They went down like flies. One was in front of me, older and coming at me with a hand gun, like my own. One shot to the head. Before I could hit the wall quickly approaching behind me, I propelled myself into standing with my hand. As I landed on my feet two stray bullets zoomed past my head. I spun and kicked the man onto the ground and shot his companion in the chest. I then shot the man on the floor, until my gun was empty.

I dropped the guns I 'borrowed' from the guards onto the ground. I walked slowly toward the desk across the room making no noise. I pulled my favorite knife out and jumped lightly on the desk. I smirked when a whimper of fear came from the man hiding beneath the desk. I reached under quickly and pulled his out from under the desk. I jumped on him to pin him down, and put my knife to his throat to keep him down.

"Pl-please, I have a wife and kids. I'll do anything, just d-don't kill me." He pleaded, tears were rolling down his face.

"Ha." I pulled off the mask I had covering my face.

"Itachi-sama! Y-you dark kill me, your fathers strongest ally. What's the meaning of this? Are you trying to ruin your father?" I smirked.

"This was a direct order from my father. It seems you were siphoning Uchiha plans right into oh let's say... Gakeruyakumi." His eyes widened.

"I-I never gave those bastards shit. It's a fucking lie." I slowly dragged my knife to his cheek, just slow and light enough to cut him.

"Oh but..." I twisted the knife on his cheek. "That's not what our spies at Gakeruyakumi say." His eyes widened.

"He's lying, I'm not stupid enough to go against Uchiha." Why do they bother?

"That's nice." I drove my knife through his eye. I waited for his screaming to stop.

"Pl-PLEASE!" I dragged the knife across his throat, and waited for his body to stop thrashing to stand up. How disgusting.

It's so boring here without my little brother. Why did our father have to send him away, now I have no one to bother when I'm bored. I stared out the window, as the snow fell slowly to the ground. I sighed as I walked to my door, and stepped into the hallway on the second floor of the Uchiha mansion. I walked down the stairs until I reached the front door and stepped out.

I pulled a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, and stuck the addictive stick between my lips. I watched as the flame from consumed the front of it until I could puff without the flame. I stuck my custom made fox lighter into my pocket, and pulled the cigarette from my lips, letting the smoke out as well.

"Itachi." I took a drag, and let it out slowly.

"Kakashi." I flicked the cherry.

"I thought you quit." I smirked.

"I'm bored." I brought my stick to my lips again, and took another slow drag.

"You miss Sasuke." He stated it simply.

I turned to Kakashi and blew the smoke in his mask protected face. I threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it, and leaned against the wall.

"Sometimes I wish I wouldn't of told my father, therefore Sasuke wouldn't have to worry about any of this." By telling my father, I meant about being gay. "Everyday, I think about telling him I have interest in woman, so I can give a heir."

"But, I know you won't." I nodded.

"You know I won't, because I really have no interest in them." I sighed, and rested my head against the wall behind me. "I just hope Sasuke does. If not, I fear he will be forced, and I won't be able to do a thing about it." Kakashi is the only person I can talk to about this stuff, he's a good friend, and confidant. He was also there for me when I found out I was gay. Some people don't understand that gay men such as myself do not find out they are gay from sex. Do straight people find out their straight from sex? No, they just know if from when they are attracted to the opposite sex, and have no feelings toward their own. Mine was just the opposite. I thought guys were cute, and girls as just friends. I never knew this was bad until I told Kakashi. I had been maybe thirteen at the time.

"I know, but Itachi, Sasuke he's never had a crush on someone before. Girl or boy, so we can't be sure." I sighed, and pulled another cigarette out, and lit it hastily, before offering one to Kakashi. He declined.

"That kid worries me." I said quietly.

"Hmm." We were quiet except for the sound of me sucking in on my cigarette, and blowing out. "You really should quit." I nodded but said nothing as I continued to smoke.

Kat-chan: Yep, so it's edited, and completely different from the original, but like I said way at the top, it won't effect the overall story. Ja Ne!