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Sector Five	By : FlairForTheVeil Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 1: Far From Home
The first thing he felt was the frigid winter air on his bare stomach and face.
Cold.
There was a throbbing pain in his head and left side of his body, but it was dull, yet blunt enough to be qualified as discomfort. His back was sore and stinging and he could tell that he was lying on street gravel. What was he doing there?
There was a buzzing, ringing in his left and he tried to wrench open his eyes. They were crossed and burning as the pale violet of the winter sunrise assaulted them. Where was he?
What happened?
He tried to remember what happened, honestly, he did. But all he could conjure was a glimpse of red and white hair, waves of endless sand, strange symbols, an angry female voice cussing him out and a twiddling index finger and thumb.
He registered yelling and the pang of metal against metal, skin against steel, robot against human. His eyes squinted shut at some deep girlish giggling and a gurgled growl of “Put that the fuck away, Hatake!”
What that hell is going on?
More gunshots and shouts of anger and pain, something about pills and medical supplies and looting the convenience store across the street-
I need to get home, I need to get home, he tried to sit up and only got so far as a few inches before he stilled as he realized something.
I don’t know where home is.
He gasped loudly at the new pain that showered over his whole body, working his jaw and immediately uncurling his fists as soon as he tried to clench them. He opened his eyes completely and looked down at his bloody tan fist in which there was a black handgun-
Where am I?
Who am I?
He grunted in pain as his violent thoughts triggered a worse pounding in his head, slumping down from his tense position as exhaustion nearly possessed him.
The last thing he heard was feather-light footsteps against wet dirt and calm breathing. The last thing he saw was a black head, was that a fucking pantyhose?, and haunting, questioning dark eyes.
He startled awake again as he discovered there was a crackling of a fire right in his ear and nearly singing his hair.
He tried to gasp but only ended up exhaling heavily and nearly gagging in pain as his movements and breathing were restricted, his thoughts slowing as something tight was around his head and what seemed like a pillow was on his left ear.
He winced and pried his eyes open to look straight into a bonfire a few feet away from him, glowing ashes rising into the air and dissolving just short of his plane of vision. He could see green grass and many trees around him, various items strewn around such as books, empty pill bottles, an odd looking Velcro sandal and used medical supplies.
His eyes tried to strain in the direction that there was yelling coming from, but unfortunately, it was coming from behind him. The voices were similar and seemed to be fighting, both deep and powerful and dark. There were a few more extra voices, one female and screeching at a voice which was nasally and another one that was calm and calculating and discussing something with yet another deep, calm voice. What the actual hell was going on?
He cringed at an animalistic growl from the deeper of the two. “What the hell were you thinking, you asswipe? Why the fuck do you pick a random kid off the street when we barely have any supplies to go around for your own dumbass condition? How the fuck do you know he’s not a spy from One, a bandit from Three or a fucking religious sacrificial freak from sector Four? What makes you think that I’ll allow him to-“
“Shut the hell up, Itachi! I already identified him and he’s from Five-“
“Five? Five? What the hell is he doing on the streets then? He’s probably a criminal, an exile! Banned by our own blood! I thought I raised you a whole hell of a lot better than this, Sasuke, and this has got to be one of the worst decisions you’ve ever made. You were injured yourself, for Kami’s sake-“
“Just because he was on the streets from Five doesn’t mean jack shit. You know hell as well as the others that it was overpopulated and had to let go of some of its military- military, Itachi, he’s a soldier-“
“What, do you think he’s going to save us all or-“
“And by the way, that wasn’t my own fucking blood, that was his. The only injury I got was a bruise from the damn Katon-“
“Would you stop fucking interrupting me? You’re the one who needs to get-“
“No, stop interrupting me! You’re not letting me explain just how-“
“What? Not letting you explain what? How you think he’s going to be the damn hero of the fucking group, when you can barely cover your own ass? He’s injured, Sasuke, and he has not a single damn benefit to any of us-“
“He’s an O negative.”
There was an immediate hush that fell over the arguing voices around him, and a few gasps as well.
The female voice was wavering and uncertain, “Are you… serious? Are you sure? There’s only nine left, isn’t there?”
The deep voice that stated a blood type answered her. “No. He’s assumedly the only one left since I only found seven bodies back there.”
“Show me his identification, I can check for sure, Sasuke. Don’t get too excited.”
There was a grumble and a bit of rustling and a click, a beep as an Identification Card was projected into the air in front of them. Kakashi hummed in delight and squinted his mismatched eyes at the high-ranking military status on the sector Five card, chortling a bit. “Not so useless now, is he, Ita-chan?”
There was a frustrated sigh and a grumble of how he could easily die.
Karin dragged the hologram closer to the guy’s body by the fire and kneeled behind him. He was facing away from them so they wouldn’t need to worry about him, with his body covered in bandages and all. She gently laid a hand on his firm abdomen and flipped him over-
And screamed when she saw shockingly bright blue eyes open and staring at her.
There was a flurry of footsteps and “The fuck’s up with you?” and a few more curse words thrown around as the rosy haired girl composed herself. There was a metal clang of a sword imbedding in moist soil and a few light chuckles.
“Nothing, I just didn’t expect him to be awake.” She sighed breathily and completely turned the blond haired boy on his back, gently checking his pulses and patting his cheeks to warm his face. “How are you feeling…” she turned to the flickering and buzzing hologram beside her, “… Naruto?”
Naruto.
Naruto?
Said boy slowly blinked up at her thickly rimmed black glasses and saw his own reflection in them.
Yellow. Shocking blond. Was he really that blond? He could see cerulean irises in her slightly foggy lenses. Were those scars or birthmarks, those kitty-looking whiskers on his face? He tried to open in mouth but only winced and groaned in pain.
Karin turned to a solemn looking Juugo and asked him to fetch painkillers and a few pillows and blankets. She ignored Itachi’s feral growl, quite well aware of just how much the dark-haired man held a disliking from the kind looking blond in front of her.
She mustered up a gentle smile and caressed his forehead for the signs of a fever. “I’m Karin, the medic of this group. You must be in a lot of pain because you have a severe concussion, four broken ribs, and a dislocated knee. The reason you have such a severe concussion is because-“ she touched the heavy bandages on his left ear- “you were shot here and I’m pretty sure you fell off of the top of a restaurant. I found a dead Katon on the roof, so you must have fought him off, didn’t you? I removed the broken glass and gravel from your back and your hands. You shouldn’t have any infections. I had Juugo realign your knee so you should be walking well enough by now. You’re lucky that your ribs didn’t pierce your lungs or any of your other organs. Sit up.”
Naruto tried to process the information being poured on him as he was dragged by his arms to sit up on thick pillows and bundled in wool blankets. Karin crouched in front of him and asked him to tell them the last thing he could remember but his throat was too dry and his lungs too weak.
He looked up from the slightly cracked cup he was given with a small amount of clean looking water in it and observed the people in front of him. Karin was a relatively petite girl, with pretty long red hair and a pale complexion. Her hair made something in the back of his mind itch, but for now, he couldn’t remember a thing. There was a humongous looking boy with mangled orange hair and a blue jumpsuit, who introduced himself as Juugo. The next boy, Suigetsu, was much smaller with malnourished white hair and creepy looking teeth that glinted when he mischievously smirked. A tall man that seemed friendly enough named Kakashi smiled at him though his strange spandex-looking mask that covered the lower half of his face and slightly creeped Naruto out with the perverted thoughts swirling around in his mismatched eyes. His eyes roved over to a man that Kakashi had to name Itachi through his unwelcoming aura, pale and tall with a silky dark brown ponytail brought to the front of his shoulder that reached his elbows. Naruto made a mental note to steer the fuck clear of the dude as his tired looking eyes were nearly shut from glaring at him so fiercely.
Next to Itachi stood a boy who looked like a near mirror image of him. Brothers, Naruto thought. He stood in a friendlier stance and was a few inches shorter than his elder brother. Sasuke, who was painfully handsome, had hair that was so black it was nearly blue and skin paler than he had ever seen. Bangs framed a defined jaw and matched almond shaped pitch black eyes that looked miles deep. Sasuke, Naruto rolled the name around once again in his mind and tore his eyes away from the boy.
He cleared his throat and spoke for the first time. “Why am I here?”
Even the lingering Itachi froze as those words escaped his lips. Kakashi visibly frowned and turned to Karin. She answered the unspoken questions as she already expected this to happen.
“It’s only reasonable that he has amnesia. He fell two stories and I don’t even know how he lived. Whether it’s permanent or temporary, I can’t tell, but if we got to a hospital then I could charge up an MRI scan for brain damage and tell you guys.”
She turned from the group to Naruto and asked him, “Do you remember anything at all, even if they’re little things like colors or what happened to you before this? If you tell me, I may be able to help you.”
The boy named Suigetsu shifted his weight to one foot and shoved his hands in his pockets. “He’s already pretty fucked, Karin, so I don’t see the-“

“Shut the hell up, Suigetsu!” Karin was suddenly in the white haired boy’s face. “I’m gonna strangle y-“
“Woah,” Naruto interjected, making a face at Karin’s mood swing. He held his tan hands up and glanced at how tan they were. Like honey. “I do remember a few things, and-“
“What?” Karin was suddenly right in front of him again and her scarlet eyes were wide behind her glasses. “Everything. You have to tell us everything.”

“Well, it’s only a little bit, seriously,” Naruto grumbled and pushed himself up a bit against the pillows that supported his back. “Geez.”
He could feel everybody around him staring at him and for once he dreaded the feeling of all the attention on him. “I remember… the ground. And red hair, like yours, Karin. And long blonde hair. A big white dog. I remember running-“

“From what?” Itachi glided a few feet closer to Naruto. “Katons? Guards? Tw-“
“Shut up, Itachi.” Sasuke appeared next to his brother and kicked the back of his knee with a thin black boot. “Cut that shit out.”
Kakashi held up an orange book and slightly turned away from the rest of the group. “I think that’s enough fighting for tonight, don’t you think, Sasuke, Itachi?” The tall man scuffed his shoe in front of the small fire that they had built.
Naruto caught a glimpse of the sign on the front of the book and suddenly remembered a flash of white hair and, for some reason, warts. “Hey!” He accidentally called, his gaze fixed on the book. “Let me see that.”

Kakashi turned to him and slightly grinned. “Well, Naruto-kun. Do you see this sign on the front? It means no readers under eighteen.” He giggled behind his hand. “Your ID says that you’re not seventeen yet.
Naruto puffed his cheeks out and scowled a bit. “Not like that, you damn geezer. It reminds me of something!”
Itachi and Kakashi shared a look and the book was thrown in his lap. Naruto picked up the well-worn book and opened the cover. Icha Icha Paradise. He frowned at a busty looking woman and an overly buff man giving each other intense looks as he flipped to the index and publisher information.
Jiraiya Sannin.
“Old pervert?” Naruto whined, memories of Jiraiya giving him sleazy grins and asking him to proofread his dirty novels surfacing in his mind. A particularly fond memory of the damn pervert shoving a toad down the front of his pants and himself screaming at the top of his lungs and running around a fire made his scowl melt off his face and a soft smile replace it. “I knew Jiraiya,” Naruto murmured, looking up at Kakashi.
The scarecrow smiled down at his long time friend’s pupil. “Maa, how could I forget a brat like you?” He gently patted Naruto’s bright tufts of hair. Itachi scoffed somewhere in the background. “He’s a goodie. Probably traveled with Jiraiya and the lot as a group. Do you remember a blonde woman, Naruto?”

The blond nodded an affirmative and before he could ask any more questions Kakashi clasped his hands together and rested them on his cheek, turning to Itachi and giving him a dazzling smile. “We’re keeping him. Let’s just help him recuperate and I’m sure we can find our way back to shelter.”
Itachi didn’t answer but turned and stalked to a small tent that was deeper in the woods.
Kakashi grabbed the hologram that Karin had left on and showed Naruto his ID.
Staring back at Naruto was himself. Sector Five, Konoha…
“Military?” Naruto wondered, eyes squinting at the term next to it.
“You were of a very high rank before you were excused, which is surprising for kids, Naruto. It’s a wonder how you were a Jounin at age twelve.”
Naruto couldn’t help but let his ego swell somewhere inside him as Kakashi continued to read him information that came from the card.
“Blood type O negative. Do you remember what happened before all of this, Naruto? Not before coming here, but how you were excused as well as many other military members. The Five Sectors, is what I mean. Their downfall.”
Naruto shook his head as he felt that that information was important somewhere in the back of his mind. Home, a frantic voice wheezed in the back of his mind.
There was a shared look between the remaining members of the group and tension became thick as a wire to pluck in the air.
“So you lot are going to make me do all the talking, eh? Baa. I just wanted to read.” Kakashi sat down next to him and noticed that the blond boy was maybe only an inch shorter than his own five foot eleven, given that he stood up soon. Sasuke also settled down in front of Naruto, as did Karin and Juugo. Suigetsu grumbled something along the lines of “Fuck this shit” and “Ya’ll are crazy fuckers” and slinked off into the woods.
“Ten years ago…”
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