Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Path not Taken ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Nanaka19 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.25.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 286 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.25.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 286 | Status: Work In Progress
The Path not Taken
by: Nanaka
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this story.
Warnings: Contains some spoilers. No lemons but I’ll try and put in a few limes, some yaoi. This is an Alternate Universe (AU) fic
Summary: Everyday we make decisions that govern the outcome of our future. Some are small, like deciding weather to drink milk or orange juice, and others are big, like deciding weather or not to kill someone. So if we were to change one major event in history what kind of effect would it have on the outcome of life as we know it. Would the effects be insignificant, or would they be enough to create a universe almost a complete opposite of the one we know and love.
Chapter Two
(Sasuke POV)
I am thirteen and have just graduated the academy. My life has been hell ever since I was eight and my father raped me, and continued to for three years. After about one year he had started sharing me with other members of the clan.
My brother, Itachi, has tried to keep me safe whenever he’s around but his position in ANBU keeps him away often. I often think that father raped him too because even though we never once talked about what happened he still seems to know what I’m going through.
But that is in the past and I would prefer not to dwell upon it. Now I am in the classroom one last time, waiting for further instructions on what we’re to do now. Sitting to my left is Naruto who has become my only friend. I had originally started spending time with him just to spite my father who had voiced his dislike of the boy, but after awhile we became close and had confided in each other greatly.
Now we spent most of our time together, I would even go to his apartment to make sure he wouldn’t be late for whatever it was we had to do that day. It’s a good thing too. Damn dobe would have drunken that expired milk if I hadn’t been there to stop him. I’m still surprised that he managed to become a genin even though he failed, I’ve asked him how but he refuses to talk about it.
Siting next to him is the pink haired bimbo trying to be as close to me as she can. Apparently shoving her into a wall had no effect on her, though it did manage to scare off a few of my fan girls. If they’re not fawning over me than their off somewhere adoring Itachi from a distance.
Iruka-sensei has just walked in and is now telling us that we’re to be put in groups of three. Part of me hopes that I’ll be grouped with Naruto, though another part doesn’t really care. When Iruka calls Naruto then Sakuras name I hear Naruto groan unhappily at being grouped with her, and now I’m praying that I’m not grouped with him cause I don’t want to be anywhere near the bimbo. So I’m rather disappointed when I hear my name called next. Well at least I don’t have to suffer being around Sakura alone.
After Iruka-sensei finishes assigning us to groups and announces that we’ll be introduced to the Jounins, who’ll be watching over us, this afternoon; everyone disbands into their groups to go have lunch. Everyone except Naruto and I. Together we managed to slip away from Sakura and find a quiet room to eat in.
“Sasuke.”
I look up as Naruto softly spoke my name. He was looking down at his food, his cheerful smile gone, replaced with a serious expression. “What is it Naruto.”
“Can you come over to my apartment tonight. I’m ready to tell you how I managed to graduate.”
“Of course I’ll come over, after all I have been wondering how a dobe like you managed to pass even after you had already failed.” I said giving him a smug look which caused him to snort, and the smile to return to his face.
“Are you going to stay and have dinner or wait till you get home, temme.”
“Depends. Are you making ramen again?”
“Of course! Ramen’s the best so why bother making anything else.” Naruto grinned like an idiot, head high, as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye. “We~ll I guess I could make something else if you so desire.”
“Forget it. I’d rather eat dirt than suffer your cooking. I’ll just eat when I get home.”
Naruto’s smile wavered slightly at that, he knew about what happened to me and disliked knowing that I had to live there. I had told him what happened after he had bugged me for several days as to why I didn’t where the Uchiha crest like all the other Uchiha’s. I hadn’t meant to tell him everything, but I had found myself unable to hold it back. Now Naruto was constantly trying to keep me at his place for as long as possible, not wanting to let me go back even though I’ve assured him several times that they’re no longer interested in me.
We finished eating our lunch in silence and passed the time chatting idly before heading back to the classroom to meet the jounin who would be watching over us. We were left waiting for him in the class room for close to two hours, all the other jounins had come and taken their teams away already and even Iruka-sensei had gone home for the day.
I could tell that Naruto was starting to get restless as he was constantly looking out the door and complaining. For the most part I tried to ignore him but looked up to see him putting one of the chalkboard erasers in the door.
“It’s his fault for being late.” Naruto said cheerfully as he hoped off the stool.
“Geeze, it’s your own fault if you get in trouble.”
“He’s a jounin Naruto, he’s not going to fall such a simple trick.”
“Yeah Naruto, you’re so stupid.”
It’s then that the jounin decides to show up. He opens the door, and gets hit in the head with the eraser. Naruto starts to laugh hysterically while Sakura starts apologizing for him. I can’t believe that worked. Is he really a Jounin. Hmm I believe I’ve seen this jounin before, yea I have. I’ve seen him talking with Itachi a couple times before. Though whether the two are friends is anyone’s guess.
“How should I say this. My first impressions of you guys are. I hate you.”
~*~
After the awkward moment in the classroom we went outside to the roof where our sensei introduced himself as Hatake Kakashi and then refrained from telling anymore about himself.
“Now it’s your turn. You first.” Kakashi says gesturing towards Naruto.
“I’m Uzumaki Naruto. I like cup ramen. Though I like the ramen at Ichiraku even more. I hate the three minutes I have to wait for the ramen to cook. My hobby is eating and comparing cup ramens. And my dream is, hmm, I don’t know anymore. I use to want to become the greatest Hokage ever, but now I’m fine with becoming a strong ninja.”
Ramen obsessed dobe. I can’t believe I’m friends with him.
“Okay, next”
“I’m Haruno Sakura. I like... well, the person I like is...” Oh god she’s looking at me. How could she possibly like me. I threw her into a wall for crying out loud what more could it take to get her to leave me alone. “And my hobby is... well, my dream is to...” Oh god I’m the center of her universe, I’ll never get rid of her.
“And? What do you hate?”
“Naruto.”
“Last guy.”
“My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I hate just about every girl and there isn’t much that I like. I guess training is my hobby and I guess I don’t really have a dream, just the ambition to become stronger.”
Sakura seemed to flinch slightly at my declaration of hate towards girls, but I doubt that would deter her in her quest to win me over.
Once introductions were done Kakashi-sensei informed us that tomorrow we’ll be doing a survival training mission to officially become genins. We are to meet tomorrow at the training grounds at five A.M. and bring our ninja equipment with us. He also told us not to eat breakfast, said we’d throw up I we did, I don’t think I believe him.
We then went off our separate ways, Sakura trying to get me to spend time with her while Naruto went straight home to wait for me to lose her.
By the time I made it to Naruto’s it was already starting to get dark out and Naruto was just starting to eat dinner.
“Man. I can’t believe it took you so long to ditch her.” Naruto said as he saw me come in. “You want some ramen.”
With a sigh I relented and had a cup of ramen and waited patently for him to finish so he could tell me how he managed to pass. I could tell by the way he ate slower than usual that he was trying to stall.
“Naruto.” I reach out and grasp his hand, stopping him from running off to make more ramen. “Just tell be what happened. I’m sure that no matter what it is you have no need to worry about how I’ll react.”
He gave me a sad smile before relaying to me the story of what happened to him the other night. Even telling me about how the Kyuubi is bound within him. I listen to him silently taking everything in suddenly understand why my family, and most of the village, silently hated Naruto. As well as why he was so hesitant to tell me.
“Well. It certainly explains a lot of things. It doesn’t change how I see you though. You are still Naruto, my only true friend, and the stupidest dobe I’ve ever met.”
He smiled brightly at that then knocked me over in a hug. “Thanks, temme.”
“So... since kyuubi is in you do you think you could use his powers to your advantage.”
At this question Naruto just looked down at me in stunned silence.
“I don’t know. I guess it’s something I’ll have to look into.”
We sat and chatted idly for a few hours before I finally headed home. It was dark out by the time I got there and the windows were all dark. My parents must be asleep.
I enter the house and start to head towards my room when I notice a light and some soft noises coming from the dining room. In curiosity I enter to find my mother siting at the table crying softly in the dim light from a single candle.
“Kasan, what’s wrong?”
She startled slightly and looked up at me her eyes red and slightly puffy, she must have been crying for awhile.
“It’s Itachi. There were *sniff* complications during his mission. His entire group was killed. They think he’s died too, but *sniff* they could find his body so maybe... just maybe he’s alright and will be coming home any day now. Please.”
Though mother was clinging to that small beam of hope that Itachi was still alive I couldn’t see a point in it. If Itachi was still alive we would know, he would have contacted one of the other ANBU groups that were also on the mission. I walk over to my mother and wrap my arms lightly about her and place a kiss to her forehead.
“You should go to sleep Kasan. The doctor told you to take it easy what with the baby on the way.”
Mother smiled sadly. She was well into her eighth month of pregnancy and the doctors had insisted that she stay in bed and rest.
“You’re right honey, you should get some sleep too.” She stood slowly, wavering slightly.
“Why don’t I walk you to your room at least.”
“No it’s ok, I’ll be just fine. You go to sleep too though, I’m sure you’ve got much to do tomorrow.”
With a sigh I left her alone and headed to my room. As I settled down in my bed I felt tears start to fall down my cheeks, and in the darkness of my room I let myself grieve over Itachi’s death.
TBC...
Nanaka: If I misspell any words or use the wrong Japanese term please tell me so I can fix it.
by: Nanaka
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this story.
Warnings: Contains some spoilers. No lemons but I’ll try and put in a few limes, some yaoi. This is an Alternate Universe (AU) fic
Summary: Everyday we make decisions that govern the outcome of our future. Some are small, like deciding weather to drink milk or orange juice, and others are big, like deciding weather or not to kill someone. So if we were to change one major event in history what kind of effect would it have on the outcome of life as we know it. Would the effects be insignificant, or would they be enough to create a universe almost a complete opposite of the one we know and love.
Chapter Two
(Sasuke POV)
I am thirteen and have just graduated the academy. My life has been hell ever since I was eight and my father raped me, and continued to for three years. After about one year he had started sharing me with other members of the clan.
My brother, Itachi, has tried to keep me safe whenever he’s around but his position in ANBU keeps him away often. I often think that father raped him too because even though we never once talked about what happened he still seems to know what I’m going through.
But that is in the past and I would prefer not to dwell upon it. Now I am in the classroom one last time, waiting for further instructions on what we’re to do now. Sitting to my left is Naruto who has become my only friend. I had originally started spending time with him just to spite my father who had voiced his dislike of the boy, but after awhile we became close and had confided in each other greatly.
Now we spent most of our time together, I would even go to his apartment to make sure he wouldn’t be late for whatever it was we had to do that day. It’s a good thing too. Damn dobe would have drunken that expired milk if I hadn’t been there to stop him. I’m still surprised that he managed to become a genin even though he failed, I’ve asked him how but he refuses to talk about it.
Siting next to him is the pink haired bimbo trying to be as close to me as she can. Apparently shoving her into a wall had no effect on her, though it did manage to scare off a few of my fan girls. If they’re not fawning over me than their off somewhere adoring Itachi from a distance.
Iruka-sensei has just walked in and is now telling us that we’re to be put in groups of three. Part of me hopes that I’ll be grouped with Naruto, though another part doesn’t really care. When Iruka calls Naruto then Sakuras name I hear Naruto groan unhappily at being grouped with her, and now I’m praying that I’m not grouped with him cause I don’t want to be anywhere near the bimbo. So I’m rather disappointed when I hear my name called next. Well at least I don’t have to suffer being around Sakura alone.
After Iruka-sensei finishes assigning us to groups and announces that we’ll be introduced to the Jounins, who’ll be watching over us, this afternoon; everyone disbands into their groups to go have lunch. Everyone except Naruto and I. Together we managed to slip away from Sakura and find a quiet room to eat in.
“Sasuke.”
I look up as Naruto softly spoke my name. He was looking down at his food, his cheerful smile gone, replaced with a serious expression. “What is it Naruto.”
“Can you come over to my apartment tonight. I’m ready to tell you how I managed to graduate.”
“Of course I’ll come over, after all I have been wondering how a dobe like you managed to pass even after you had already failed.” I said giving him a smug look which caused him to snort, and the smile to return to his face.
“Are you going to stay and have dinner or wait till you get home, temme.”
“Depends. Are you making ramen again?”
“Of course! Ramen’s the best so why bother making anything else.” Naruto grinned like an idiot, head high, as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye. “We~ll I guess I could make something else if you so desire.”
“Forget it. I’d rather eat dirt than suffer your cooking. I’ll just eat when I get home.”
Naruto’s smile wavered slightly at that, he knew about what happened to me and disliked knowing that I had to live there. I had told him what happened after he had bugged me for several days as to why I didn’t where the Uchiha crest like all the other Uchiha’s. I hadn’t meant to tell him everything, but I had found myself unable to hold it back. Now Naruto was constantly trying to keep me at his place for as long as possible, not wanting to let me go back even though I’ve assured him several times that they’re no longer interested in me.
We finished eating our lunch in silence and passed the time chatting idly before heading back to the classroom to meet the jounin who would be watching over us. We were left waiting for him in the class room for close to two hours, all the other jounins had come and taken their teams away already and even Iruka-sensei had gone home for the day.
I could tell that Naruto was starting to get restless as he was constantly looking out the door and complaining. For the most part I tried to ignore him but looked up to see him putting one of the chalkboard erasers in the door.
“It’s his fault for being late.” Naruto said cheerfully as he hoped off the stool.
“Geeze, it’s your own fault if you get in trouble.”
“He’s a jounin Naruto, he’s not going to fall such a simple trick.”
“Yeah Naruto, you’re so stupid.”
It’s then that the jounin decides to show up. He opens the door, and gets hit in the head with the eraser. Naruto starts to laugh hysterically while Sakura starts apologizing for him. I can’t believe that worked. Is he really a Jounin. Hmm I believe I’ve seen this jounin before, yea I have. I’ve seen him talking with Itachi a couple times before. Though whether the two are friends is anyone’s guess.
“How should I say this. My first impressions of you guys are. I hate you.”
~*~
After the awkward moment in the classroom we went outside to the roof where our sensei introduced himself as Hatake Kakashi and then refrained from telling anymore about himself.
“Now it’s your turn. You first.” Kakashi says gesturing towards Naruto.
“I’m Uzumaki Naruto. I like cup ramen. Though I like the ramen at Ichiraku even more. I hate the three minutes I have to wait for the ramen to cook. My hobby is eating and comparing cup ramens. And my dream is, hmm, I don’t know anymore. I use to want to become the greatest Hokage ever, but now I’m fine with becoming a strong ninja.”
Ramen obsessed dobe. I can’t believe I’m friends with him.
“Okay, next”
“I’m Haruno Sakura. I like... well, the person I like is...” Oh god she’s looking at me. How could she possibly like me. I threw her into a wall for crying out loud what more could it take to get her to leave me alone. “And my hobby is... well, my dream is to...” Oh god I’m the center of her universe, I’ll never get rid of her.
“And? What do you hate?”
“Naruto.”
“Last guy.”
“My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I hate just about every girl and there isn’t much that I like. I guess training is my hobby and I guess I don’t really have a dream, just the ambition to become stronger.”
Sakura seemed to flinch slightly at my declaration of hate towards girls, but I doubt that would deter her in her quest to win me over.
Once introductions were done Kakashi-sensei informed us that tomorrow we’ll be doing a survival training mission to officially become genins. We are to meet tomorrow at the training grounds at five A.M. and bring our ninja equipment with us. He also told us not to eat breakfast, said we’d throw up I we did, I don’t think I believe him.
We then went off our separate ways, Sakura trying to get me to spend time with her while Naruto went straight home to wait for me to lose her.
By the time I made it to Naruto’s it was already starting to get dark out and Naruto was just starting to eat dinner.
“Man. I can’t believe it took you so long to ditch her.” Naruto said as he saw me come in. “You want some ramen.”
With a sigh I relented and had a cup of ramen and waited patently for him to finish so he could tell me how he managed to pass. I could tell by the way he ate slower than usual that he was trying to stall.
“Naruto.” I reach out and grasp his hand, stopping him from running off to make more ramen. “Just tell be what happened. I’m sure that no matter what it is you have no need to worry about how I’ll react.”
He gave me a sad smile before relaying to me the story of what happened to him the other night. Even telling me about how the Kyuubi is bound within him. I listen to him silently taking everything in suddenly understand why my family, and most of the village, silently hated Naruto. As well as why he was so hesitant to tell me.
“Well. It certainly explains a lot of things. It doesn’t change how I see you though. You are still Naruto, my only true friend, and the stupidest dobe I’ve ever met.”
He smiled brightly at that then knocked me over in a hug. “Thanks, temme.”
“So... since kyuubi is in you do you think you could use his powers to your advantage.”
At this question Naruto just looked down at me in stunned silence.
“I don’t know. I guess it’s something I’ll have to look into.”
We sat and chatted idly for a few hours before I finally headed home. It was dark out by the time I got there and the windows were all dark. My parents must be asleep.
I enter the house and start to head towards my room when I notice a light and some soft noises coming from the dining room. In curiosity I enter to find my mother siting at the table crying softly in the dim light from a single candle.
“Kasan, what’s wrong?”
She startled slightly and looked up at me her eyes red and slightly puffy, she must have been crying for awhile.
“It’s Itachi. There were *sniff* complications during his mission. His entire group was killed. They think he’s died too, but *sniff* they could find his body so maybe... just maybe he’s alright and will be coming home any day now. Please.”
Though mother was clinging to that small beam of hope that Itachi was still alive I couldn’t see a point in it. If Itachi was still alive we would know, he would have contacted one of the other ANBU groups that were also on the mission. I walk over to my mother and wrap my arms lightly about her and place a kiss to her forehead.
“You should go to sleep Kasan. The doctor told you to take it easy what with the baby on the way.”
Mother smiled sadly. She was well into her eighth month of pregnancy and the doctors had insisted that she stay in bed and rest.
“You’re right honey, you should get some sleep too.” She stood slowly, wavering slightly.
“Why don’t I walk you to your room at least.”
“No it’s ok, I’ll be just fine. You go to sleep too though, I’m sure you’ve got much to do tomorrow.”
With a sigh I left her alone and headed to my room. As I settled down in my bed I felt tears start to fall down my cheeks, and in the darkness of my room I let myself grieve over Itachi’s death.
TBC...
Nanaka: If I misspell any words or use the wrong Japanese term please tell me so I can fix it.