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Written by Kiara Nicoliar

Author's Note: With my classes, exams and everything I'll try my best to update as soon as I can! I'm not going to abandon any of my stories they may take a little while to update but I'll finish them!

Review responses: Thank you everybody for reviewing! I love you guys! The

reviews really inspire me to write and update, so please review!

Bookworm51485: Well, I completely agree that Sasuke doesn't have the mentally to go

along with it though I wouldn't say he's cold hearted enough to immediatly want abortion.

After all, for wanting to severe his ties with Naruto and kill him he doesn't seem to put

much effort in it. So, I'm counting on him having a soft spot regardless of how small it is

and I'm basing my story on that. Beside, so long as I don't kick him really far away from

his original character and take away traits like angst, I like the ideas of him supporting a

round belly full of Uzumakis. Anyway, I appreciate your review and hope you'll continue read

it even if it's not your forte and provide constructive criticism to improve my writings!

Sharkie: Yey, happy you like it! It's also my personal favorite among the few fics that

I have been writing so I won't abondon it.
Dragon: It's a surprise!

Sadistickiss: A very good question may be I should ask people whether they want a lemon

with Sasuke as a girl or just skip the part. Personally, I like the idea of any lemon with

Sasuke in it despite his gender. So, let me know.
Meemei: Thanks for the review and I hope you like the next chapters too. Let me know!

Hiromi: Yeah, I was trying to be creative and make it stand out from the rest. So, I'm

supper happy you mentioned it!

Inus_Kagome_Forever: Yes, I agree it was evil of me. I also loath this kind of tempting

cliffy where you really want to know what happens next but the author just dangles it in

front you without really giving it to you. Forgive the oxymoron but I really couldn't help

my sadistic side, sorry?
Dancingkitsune: I know the first few are short but from next chapter most of them will

be really long!
Harus, Feisu, Ladybug452000 & Naru_seme: Thanks guys I'm really, really glad you liked

the fic. I hope you'll read the next chapters and let me know if you like it or not!

Summary: Sasuke runs away from Orochimaru & meets Naruto in disguise. Fearing

Naruto�s reaction to his true identity, he tries to evade the confrontation. Instead, he

ends up in a situation he never bargained for.

Warning: This is a yaoi pairing, will include lemons and m-preg! If you can�t

handle these, leave. Also, the story includes character mental disorder and angst.

Pairings: Naruto/Sasuke and a surprise pairing!

Destiny

Part 2: Returning Conscious & Figure in the Dark

The first thing Sasuke noticed as his conscience was returning slowly was the horrible

pain in his head and back. It felt like his head was split open and someone had repeatedly

stabbed and crushed his back, which literally had happened. Trying not to scream from the

pain, he bit down on his lower lip and drew blood. Apparently, when his mouth was slowly

being filled with blood from the deep cut, someone had noticed his return to awareness. With

a pinprick of a needle that he didn�t even register on his arm, he again fell back into the

darkness of oblivion.

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�� Idiot, you�re lucky she didn�t get killed. Next time think before barging in,�

someone said on his right.

�Eh heh heh heh. How was I supposed to know that she was there? I just got a little

carried away,� a slightly deeper voice answered the first with a light, nervous, guilty

chuckle.

�You always get troublesome when it even remotely involves him,� a third lazy voice

joined in the conversation.

�Hey�� the second protested slightly then finished with a trace of embarrassment and

guilt, �uh� yeah, sorry about that.�

�With all the time and effort you put into chasing after Sasuke, you should just marry

him, dude. I mean you run after him like he�s your long lost love, or runaway fianc�, or

something.�

Sasuke focused more on hearing his name.

�Yeah, I should do that,� it was the voice of the second sounding slightly amused, �then

I can keep him knocked up all the time and he won�t have much of a chance to run away. Maybe

he�ll even give up on chasing after Itachi.�

�Highly doubtful. He hasn�t stopped in six troublesome years.�

�He will, if he is knocked up with cute little Uzumaki babies,� the voice said the last

four words with apparent mirth and hidden jest before continuing in a contemplating tone,

�Pregnant people can�t fight much� but, then again Sakura-chan proved me wrong there.�

�Idiot, how do you get a guy pregnant, huh?�

�I�m sure I�ll find a way, or I could ask Tsunade and Sakura to find one for me,� he

continued in a fake mocking and slightly jealous voice, �Ya know how everyone keeps bragging

about how Sakura�s new medical jutsus are pieces of miracles, and how Tsunade is the best

hokage there is because she can make the impossible possible.� He paused to fake a serious

face and tone before finishing his argument, �So, I have no doubt that together they can

solve the mystery of how to get him pregnant and bless him with the miracle of conceiving

Uzumaki babies.�

A short silence followed before the first speaker said in a horrified and shrilled

voice, �Gah, baka, get your head checked and keep your freaky fantasies to yourself!�

The shrill voice hurt his already throbbing head due to the slowly diminishing

painkiller.

�Dog-boy get a sense of humor.�

Sasuke slowly opened his eyes, his sight was blurry.

�Hey, shut up both of you. How troublesome to be stuck with you guys,� the third voice

murmured that last part, �look, I think she�s coming around.�

Sasuke closed his eyes and opened them again; his sight was more focused but still

slightly blurry around the edges. He blinked couple of times and gazed at the overhanging

chandelier.

�Heh, how are you feeling, miss?� that first voice asked him again.

Sasuke slowly turned his head and looked at Kiba, older than last time he saw him, in a

jounin vest, and beside him Shikamaru also in a jounin vest. After five seconds, he saw an

outline of a third figure hanging back in the shadows.

His gaze returned to Kiba and Shikamaru again but he didn�t answer. He just stared.

Seeing that the girl was not talking, Kiba and Shikamaru looked worried. Kiba poked him.

�Hey, are you listening? Can you talk? What�s your name?� Kiba kept poking him.

Surprisingly, it wasn�t Shikamaru that spoke up at Kiba�s rude attitude, it was�

�Kiba, stop poking her, she isn�t a doll and it�s rude,� the shadowed figure turned away

to leave as he spoke.

At the sound of his voice, Sasuke looked at him again. He couldn�t see his face, though

somehow the person sounded familiar, but he couldn�t place it. He didn�t know anybody in

Konoha who had a voice like that� It was slightly deep, and really soft, melodic, and there

was something in it, something he couldn�t place, it was so� so� he didn�t know what.

As the person left, he began to feel really tired, and despite the voices that were

talking to him, he closed his eyes.

He was sleeping again in less than a minute.

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Part 3: Shattered Figurine & Striking Marionette

It was during the early hours of the morning, the sun having risen sometime ago, and the

light was slowly creeping into the room through the window.

When Naruto yawned, the last watch had been his. He was glad that their room was on the

opposite side of the rising sun. He didn�t want the girl to wake up from harsh sunlight

since she was still obviously tired and drained.

As he watched the girl, he got that nagging familiar feeling in the back of his mind,

try as he might he couldn�t place where he had seen, or met the girl before. There was just

something really, really familiar about her, and there was something else about her too, he

felt� he felt calm, as if he had nothing to worry about, because� because he could stay here

and watch over her for as long as he wanted. Her presence� it elevated that restlessness in

him like he had forgotten something he was suppose to do� something he should have been

doing� something more important than whatever he was doing. It� her presence made his mind

peaceful� just watching her� he could fall asleep and sleep peacefully for the first time in

a very, very long time.

Wondering what this could mean, he watched as the peacefully sleeping face scrunched up

and the girl started to move. Slowly as she started to thrash around wildly, he was brought

out of his trance. He frowned, she was obviously having a nightmare, so he should wake her

up but then again, she still looked like she needed to sleep.

He got up from the chair he was sitting in and moved to kneel over the futon. As he

reached over to caress her hair and comfort her, the girl�s hand shot up and wound around

his throat with speed that even his trained shinobi eyes couldn�t detect.

Momentarily surprised, Naruto could do nothing but stare at her, his hand frozen above

her forehead. As her hand tightened around his throat cutting off his oxygen, her other hand

came up in a fist and collided with his jaw. It hurt like hell, but it brought him out of

his surprise nonetheless. Naruto cursed internally, �damn girl�.

Irritated, he pried the hand from around his neck with ease that was nevertheless

forceful enough to leave a bruise, and gripped her other hand in his tightly. The pain woke

her up.

Naruto was yet again surprised, but not caught off guard � the girl was giving off

killing intent ten times worse than twenty shinobi on a battlefield, and her speed� that

speed�

Was it even humanly possible? Even though he had deduced that she was amazingly fast, he

thought with a sinking feeling that he hadn�t really seen it in its entirety, if her current

speed, even in her injured state, was any indication.

Even before she had gotten up, she had ripped her hands from his clutches violently and

performed the fastest taijutsu he had ever seen, including Lee�s. And that was saying

something, since Lee�s taijutsu speed was almost impossible to match amongst the shinobi of

all the hidden villages. Each punch and kick was sure to break bones, had any of them

landed. As it was, Naruto was just barely able to dodge them all and retaliate with a punch

or kick here and there. Unmistakably he was slowly being cornered.

Despite everything he didn�t fail to notice or admire the sheer grace of the figure,

even as his back hit the wall and a blow landed just inches away from his head, splinters

flying off of the wooden wall, leaving behind a hole where her fist had connected.

Droplets of blood fell on the blond�s flak jacket; the girl didn�t even flinch or slow

down due to her obviously bloodied knuckles. She seemed to not feel them at all� To him she

seemed like she was in a trance, which was obviously ridiculous seeing the vicious way she

was fighting. To fight like that you needed concentration, awareness of your enemies and

surroundings. No one could fight like that on pure reflex, unless�

Unless the person had been trained to fight like that, or� or had had to evolve such

fighting reflexes for survival reasons, or both. As he silently wondered what could have

brought about such skills, he suddenly saw an opening, and took it, grabbing the fist that

was about to collide with his face. He looked into the bottomless depths of indigo eyes and

instantly felt like he was trapped in a genjutsu. He couldn�t look away from those voids,

all his thoughts stopped in their tracks and he just stared. It was like drowning in heavy,

thick, icy, liquid darkness, and it sent shivers up his spine.

Somewhere in the back of his brain he registered that he couldn�t possibly be trapped in

a genjutsu, because even then his brain shouldn�t be having this much trouble to produce and

process his thoughts coherently. He also vaguely recalled that the girl had suddenly stopped

fighting and was frozen on the spot the moment he had looked into her eyes and she had

looked back into his.

Time seemed to crawl slowly forward, as they were held captive each by the other�s gaze.

Naruto didn�t even register Kiba and Shikamaru bursting through the door, nor did he

break the gaze, as they were pulled apart. In fact, he came to his senses only when Kiba

threw the girl onto the bed and the spell was finally broken.

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�Damn man, what the hell�s wrong with her? She�s like a freakin� statue or somethin�.�

�Yeah, it�s troublesome that she won�t talk. Maybe she can�t talk.�

Naruto, busy in his own thoughts, didn�t participate in his comrades� conversation nor

did he pay the slightest bit of attention to what they were saying.

He had been right, there was something � �wrong?� with the girl. Besides not even

having uttered a single word, she hadn�t made the slightest sound during the fight, not even

when all her previous wounds had reopened, nor did she want anyone to touch her, even to

heal her wounds. She had bandaged everything herself, but that was not what bothered him.

What bothered him was the fact that�

That when she had fought, had tended to those wounds, she had seemed like a� a� an

animated doll. Each movement was just that precise and beyond the epitome of

perfection; admirably graceful, because it seemed to be filled with unexpressed spite, and

beautiful, with deadly intension� but bloodcurdlingly chilling, because there was no

emotion and certainly no expression. She didn�t flinch once, or give any

indication that she was feeling any pain. Not even when pulling out a three inch long wooden

splinter embedded in the wrist and palm of her hand. Even Naruto, who had the most amazing

healing ability, and had suffered death blows, would have at least flinched once with those

wounds. Yet, she didn�t. It was like before, when he had thought that she wasn�t entirely

there, as if�

As if she was the shell of a person�

No feeling, no sensitivity, like�

Like she was living simply because her heart was beating, her brain was functioning, her

lungs working and for nothing more. He had a feeling like she wasn�t living, at least not

living in the same world as him.

And it scared him.

She scared him.

Rattled him to his very core because of all the people he had ever met, she was truly

and totally shattered. She was the epitome of his nightmare� a mindless, soulless killing

machine� of what he would have been had Iruka, Kakashi, Sakura and Sasuke� not been there to

pull him out, not acknowledged his existence. Immersed in darkness and loneliness, he would

have been what that girl is�

A soulless figure�a figurine and a killing marionette.

He ignored the twinge of pain in his heart from remembering his former teammate.

He had thought that he had seen the worst in Gaara, Sasuke and himself, he was wrong

over and again. It could have been worse.

�I�ll stay with her. You two go out and see if you can find out anything else. I want to

know why Kabuto was here, it�s obvious they were looking for someone, I want to know who.�

Though I have a feeling I know who, but if I told you, you�d just say I�m obsessed.

�Otherwise, I don�t see any reason for us to stay here anymore. Oh, and don�t forget to tell

the innkeeper we�ll pay for the damage, so he doesn�t need to make any ruckus,� he added as

he turned around towards the girl�s room and walked away. Just before he closed the door he

paused and without turning back said, �Kiba, Shikamaru, be back here by midnight and be

careful?� The last two words were said in whisper, absent mindedly.

Neither of his comrades minded their leader�s odd behavior, after all times changed and

people changed. Naruto had changed. He was no longer the na�ve teenage boy chasing after the

title of �Hokage� for recognition with nothing but empty boasts, or as a matter of fact,

runaway teammates.

As least to everyone with exception of Shikamaru, Kiba and Neji it seemed that way.

�The human mind is a strange and fascinating mechanism,� Shikamaru contemplated as he

watched as Naruto�s back disappeared into the darkness of the room before its door closed,

�in that even the slightest and most insignificant of feelings could evolve into something,

and spread in the deepest and darkest corner of a person�s psyche, and grow, to lie hidden

without even the knowledge of its owner. Especially jealousy, one of the most hazardous and

self-destructive ingredients in the human psyche, because it can evolve into obsession, and

obsession can lead to unadulterated want. Add in a touch of possessiveness, and it can turn

into a dangerous weapon. And between Naruto and Sasuke, that jealously � that rivalry � is

what started it all, but with crossed paths of destinies that lie hidden, not in the palm of

a hand, nor forehead, but in the eyes, theirs remain to be decided.�

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Naruto let out a sigh and leaned his head on the closed door as he heard the fading

footsteps of his friends walking away.

He turned slowly, and his breath hitched.

They had changed the girl�s room earlier, due to the massive furniture damage to the

previous one, and this time the room was facing the sun. The thick, white curtains were

blocking most of the sunlight but a stripe of it fell across the pale face of the girl as

she lay on the bed. Her face didn�t show any discomfort due to the light, and it was

beautiful� enchanting�

He couldn�t tear his eyes away from the sight.

Her dark violet hair framed her pale face. Soft, smooth and unblemished cheeks made him

want to bite them to leave a hint of redness that would make her seem human and not just

some ethereal, fallen angel. Long, dark eyelashes surrounded deep cerulean eyes that even in

the morning light shone like darkest gems, bright, alluring and�

dead.

He hated those eyes. Those eyes that seemed to mock him by showing him how lucky he was

to have survived that same fate, a broken fate. But they also angered him. Those eyes

shouldn�t be like that; had no right to be like that. He bet those eyes could be much more

than just alluring if they showed life.

As he tried to look away from those eyes, his gaze dropped on something else, much more

enticing than her cheeks that he had momentarily wanted to bite. Unknowingly he licked his

lips, watching the cracked and pale pink ones of her, his eyes followed the smooth and lean

swan like neck down to her chest. Small, round mounds of flesh reminded him of the night

before, when he had had to take off her blouse to tend to her wounds.

He was surprised and embarrassed that she wasn�t wearing anything beneath. Not that he

was complaining, but he had had to clean her wounds extremely fast and to keep his gaze

somewhere other than on her small, round, perfect breasts with their pink nipples. He had

constantly reminded himself that he was just tending to an injured person, and regardless of

his hormones, he was not going to jump her, despite how beautiful or perfect she was. In

fact, that had become his chant the whole time he had tended to her, and he was glad that

neither of his comrades was there to witness his predicament.

He now had to stop himself, before his thoughts progressed any further. He reminded

himself that he couldn�t leave now to get a cold shower so he should stay far, far away from

that lane of thought. After all, he had a feeling that if he didn�t keep his eyes on her,

she would take flight and he didn�t want that.

And keeping that eye on her, he reminded himself forcibly, had nothing to do with how he

felt towards her; it was just because he had a couple of questions for her regarding the

circumstances she was involved in.

That�s why he walked towards the desk and poured a glass of water from the jug resting

on it. He drank it without stopping then drank three more glasses to calm his nerves and

clear his thoughts. After all, he couldn�t really question his prisoner if his brain

constantly supplied him with� inappropriate thoughts, to distract him.

A/n. Do you guys want a lemon with Sasuke in Sexy no jutsu form? Let me know!
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