Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Path not Taken ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Nanaka19 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 243 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.07.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 243 | Status: Completed
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 Three
(Naruto POV)
It’s been a week since we became genins. We just barely passed Kakashi-sensei’s bell test. Even though we couldn’t get both bells me and Sasuke managed to snag one together though we could have probably gotten the second one if we had worked with Sakura, but neither of us were willing to consider the idea.
Right now I’m at the bridge waiting for Sasuke, his family was holding Itachi’s memorial today. They had finally called off the search and declared him dead as of yesterday, even though they never did find his body.
Kakashi-sensei had given us the morning free so Sasuke would be able to go. Sasuke thinks Kakashi knew his brother and was actually giving us the free time so he would be able to pay his respect as well.
His mother was still clinging to the hope that he was still alive, though Sasuke is sure that Itachi is dead, believing if he was alive they would have found him by now. I agree with Sasuke though I find it hard to believe that he is dead.
I wish I could have gone to the memorial. I didn’t really know Itachi, but he was the only member of Sasuke’s family I actually like. Well their mother was ok, but she must have some clue as to what’s been going on in their clan. It’s disturbing to think that she knows and hasn’t done anything to stop it.
The Uchihas hate me though. They’d probably kill me if I so much as entered their section of the village. At least now I know why it is they, as well as most everyone else, hate me. I know Sasuke gets a lot of grief for being my friend. They probably think I’m going to corrupt him. When in reality he’s been corrupting me. I don’t feel as compelled to fake happiness as much as I use too.
I look up as Sasuke appears on the bridge and for once in my life I’m at a loss for what to say. We stand in silence for a moment before he breaks it.
“Let’s go get some ramen, Dobe.”
I put a stupid grin on my face and reply with “Yea ramen, you treat right. Better be cause I have no money.”
Out of the corner of my eye I could see a slight smile grace Sasuke’s lips which mad me smile even more.
“When do you think we’ll start getting real missions. All these little missions are starting to get annoying.”
“Heh. I agree with you Dobe, these missions are starting to get rather ridiculous. We’ll be getting a new mission later, perhaps we’ll get lucky. Now hurry up, with the way you eat we don’t want to risk being late.”
~Later that day~
Finally we got a real mission! Granted it’s escorting this rude old guy named Tazuna back to his village, in the country of Wave, so he can finish making some bridge, and we have to stay there till he finishes, but at least it should prove a little more exciting than the missions we’ve had so far. This is also the first time I’ve ever really left the village.
I was trying to stay calm and collected. Sasuke’s always telling me that I need to keep my hyper activeness under control otherwise it could get me hurt one day. It’s hard though, for years I’ve forced myself to stay cheerful and upbeat to the point that it’s now instinct. So calming myself down takes a lot of concentration.
After having traveled for a short time we were attacked by two nins from Wave who were after Tazuna. I totally froze up, but Sasuke managed to counter their attack quite well. Though he did call me scaredy cat and gave me one of his superior smirks when it was over. Damn bastard always has to be so smug, I’ll show him.
It was then I lost what little control I had on the part of me that was trying to stay calm. I slammed a Kunai into my had as a declaration that I would no longer allow myself to be frightened or back out of things, to not have to rely on other people to protect me, and not to lose to Sasuke.
It had to have been one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done! Seriously I could have severely hurt myself or loss the use of that hand and ended up having to rely on others for help. Sasuke was right, I need to try and keep myself calm otherwise I’ll end up doing even stupider things one of these days.
We’re on a boat now heading through the mist towards Wave. The going is slow cause the guy has to row because the engin could alert enemies of our presence. Apparently there are some pretty dangerous guys after Tazuna, making this a harder mission than it was suppose to be. Hopefully we can finish this mission without too much hassle. I can’t help but think as the mist clears and land at last comes into sight.
~*~
(No POV)
In a dark room deep within the core of a building built in and under a mountain side a young man lay bound and bloody. A chain built into the floor was connected to a thick metal collar around the mans neck, a chain so short that he was forced to lay with his cheek against the stone floor unable to even lift his head. His arms and hands bound so tight and painfully behind him that he had lost the feeling in them days ago. His legs too were bound to the floor and together at the knees and ankles. He was covered in cuts, some deep some shallow, and his clothing was severely ripped in several places as well as crusted over from dried blood.
His eyes opened slightly and he stared blankly at the door that was in front of him. His breathing was shallow and his throat was dry, though his captors would force him to eat and drink something every other day it was hardly enough. He knew he was going to die, it was just a matter of time, no person could survive in these conditions for long.
He had given up on escape when his legs had started going numb. His captors would often inject him with something, and though he wasn’t sure what it was doing to him he knew that it wasn’t good. He gave a blink as the door opened but other wise continued to stare vacantly ahead as a one of his captors walked into the room.
“Well look here. The dark beauty has finally awaken. About time too, we had to put off one of our sessions cause you wouldn’t wake up. Now we have to do two sessions in a row to make up for it, so you better stay awake.” The man said as he kneeled down to grasp the mans hair and pulled his head back as far as the chain would allow before pressing a small dagger into the mans upper arm and slowly dragging it down to his elbow. “Though please feel free to scream as much as you want.”
TBC...
Sorry it took longer than I had thought to finish this chapter. Please review and tell me what you think.
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 Three
(Naruto POV)
It’s been a week since we became genins. We just barely passed Kakashi-sensei’s bell test. Even though we couldn’t get both bells me and Sasuke managed to snag one together though we could have probably gotten the second one if we had worked with Sakura, but neither of us were willing to consider the idea.
Right now I’m at the bridge waiting for Sasuke, his family was holding Itachi’s memorial today. They had finally called off the search and declared him dead as of yesterday, even though they never did find his body.
Kakashi-sensei had given us the morning free so Sasuke would be able to go. Sasuke thinks Kakashi knew his brother and was actually giving us the free time so he would be able to pay his respect as well.
His mother was still clinging to the hope that he was still alive, though Sasuke is sure that Itachi is dead, believing if he was alive they would have found him by now. I agree with Sasuke though I find it hard to believe that he is dead.
I wish I could have gone to the memorial. I didn’t really know Itachi, but he was the only member of Sasuke’s family I actually like. Well their mother was ok, but she must have some clue as to what’s been going on in their clan. It’s disturbing to think that she knows and hasn’t done anything to stop it.
The Uchihas hate me though. They’d probably kill me if I so much as entered their section of the village. At least now I know why it is they, as well as most everyone else, hate me. I know Sasuke gets a lot of grief for being my friend. They probably think I’m going to corrupt him. When in reality he’s been corrupting me. I don’t feel as compelled to fake happiness as much as I use too.
I look up as Sasuke appears on the bridge and for once in my life I’m at a loss for what to say. We stand in silence for a moment before he breaks it.
“Let’s go get some ramen, Dobe.”
I put a stupid grin on my face and reply with “Yea ramen, you treat right. Better be cause I have no money.”
Out of the corner of my eye I could see a slight smile grace Sasuke’s lips which mad me smile even more.
“When do you think we’ll start getting real missions. All these little missions are starting to get annoying.”
“Heh. I agree with you Dobe, these missions are starting to get rather ridiculous. We’ll be getting a new mission later, perhaps we’ll get lucky. Now hurry up, with the way you eat we don’t want to risk being late.”
~Later that day~
Finally we got a real mission! Granted it’s escorting this rude old guy named Tazuna back to his village, in the country of Wave, so he can finish making some bridge, and we have to stay there till he finishes, but at least it should prove a little more exciting than the missions we’ve had so far. This is also the first time I’ve ever really left the village.
I was trying to stay calm and collected. Sasuke’s always telling me that I need to keep my hyper activeness under control otherwise it could get me hurt one day. It’s hard though, for years I’ve forced myself to stay cheerful and upbeat to the point that it’s now instinct. So calming myself down takes a lot of concentration.
After having traveled for a short time we were attacked by two nins from Wave who were after Tazuna. I totally froze up, but Sasuke managed to counter their attack quite well. Though he did call me scaredy cat and gave me one of his superior smirks when it was over. Damn bastard always has to be so smug, I’ll show him.
It was then I lost what little control I had on the part of me that was trying to stay calm. I slammed a Kunai into my had as a declaration that I would no longer allow myself to be frightened or back out of things, to not have to rely on other people to protect me, and not to lose to Sasuke.
It had to have been one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done! Seriously I could have severely hurt myself or loss the use of that hand and ended up having to rely on others for help. Sasuke was right, I need to try and keep myself calm otherwise I’ll end up doing even stupider things one of these days.
We’re on a boat now heading through the mist towards Wave. The going is slow cause the guy has to row because the engin could alert enemies of our presence. Apparently there are some pretty dangerous guys after Tazuna, making this a harder mission than it was suppose to be. Hopefully we can finish this mission without too much hassle. I can’t help but think as the mist clears and land at last comes into sight.
~*~
(No POV)
In a dark room deep within the core of a building built in and under a mountain side a young man lay bound and bloody. A chain built into the floor was connected to a thick metal collar around the mans neck, a chain so short that he was forced to lay with his cheek against the stone floor unable to even lift his head. His arms and hands bound so tight and painfully behind him that he had lost the feeling in them days ago. His legs too were bound to the floor and together at the knees and ankles. He was covered in cuts, some deep some shallow, and his clothing was severely ripped in several places as well as crusted over from dried blood.
His eyes opened slightly and he stared blankly at the door that was in front of him. His breathing was shallow and his throat was dry, though his captors would force him to eat and drink something every other day it was hardly enough. He knew he was going to die, it was just a matter of time, no person could survive in these conditions for long.
He had given up on escape when his legs had started going numb. His captors would often inject him with something, and though he wasn’t sure what it was doing to him he knew that it wasn’t good. He gave a blink as the door opened but other wise continued to stare vacantly ahead as a one of his captors walked into the room.
“Well look here. The dark beauty has finally awaken. About time too, we had to put off one of our sessions cause you wouldn’t wake up. Now we have to do two sessions in a row to make up for it, so you better stay awake.” The man said as he kneeled down to grasp the mans hair and pulled his head back as far as the chain would allow before pressing a small dagger into the mans upper arm and slowly dragging it down to his elbow. “Though please feel free to scream as much as you want.”
TBC...
Sorry it took longer than I had thought to finish this chapter. Please review and tell me what you think.