What lies beneath Sasuke's Story | By : asuka5271 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1057 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hey thank you for reading and reviewing I'm happy you like the story so far you guys are my motivation for writing xD Unbeta'd Please review you thoughts xD Chapter Eight Creepy eyed bratty Violent sound of horns blearing coincided with the almost choking air filled with car fumes. Sasuke scowled in irritation sitting not so calmly in his car in the middle of the busy road. He had been stuck in the same position for about half an hour barely moving an inch, sure he’d been away from Tokyo for maybe a week or so but surely traffic couldn’t usually be this bad and if it was why the hell didn’t he notice it before. Alas that is what happen when you move however temporarily to an area where traffic is non existent, then return to a place where lounging around in you car for an hour in the middle of a busy road whilst cursing at the car in front of you to hurry up and bloody move is the norm. You begin noticing what was formally mundane to you. Gritting his teeth at the sound of the gazillions horns blearing probably making him deaf, okay who the hell told car maker to create car horns that could be heard on the other side of the bloody globe because quite frankly that was how loud that thing was. Taking a deep breath Sasuke tried relaxing his body which was rather difficult since he was breathing toxic air but oh well he’d live. He decided to think about why he was in Tokyo in the first place since. After his first actually meeting with Naruto the man had more or less spent the next day ignoring him, Sasuke figured this would be the perfect opportunity to catch up on the few leads Itachi had sent over namely question Naruto former friends. So far he was only able to get in contact with an Inuzuka Kiba who still resided within Tokyo. Finally traffic started moving again Sasuke slamming his foot down on the pedal, okay so the breathing techniques didn’t help but either way he was able to get to his destination without any other problem. Arriving Sasuke parked his car before getting out. The house was rather small but quaint, white stone wall marked as a barrier protecting the front garden with a little white fence marking the entrance. Unlocking the gate Sasuke was greeting with a newly swept walk way and perfectly trimmed grass on either side. To his left was a washing line a couple of sheet fluttering in wind drying. Whilst on his right a large round red ball, a tricycle and other similar equipment signs of a young child playing area. Walking towards the dark brown door with the grace of an Uchiha Sasuke pressed the doorbell waiting for an answer. A small flower pot was hanging to his side a mixture of various flowers, daises, daffodils, and other assortments he couldn’t be bothered to put names too. The sound of footsteps were heard on the other side before the door opened to reveal a young woman who was most likely in her thirties yet didn’t look a day over 20. Long dark brown hair cascaded down her back however that was not what caught Sasuke attention, her eyes were the most pales colour he ever saw making her appear pupil less. A movement caught at the edge of his eye looking down he saw a young boy maybe about 3 hanging onto the woman’s leg, his tiny fist hooked onto her lilac dress as he hid semi behind the women looking at him in curiosity. He had the exact same eyes as the women in front of him, her son Sasuke figured as he returned his gaze to the woman. Bowing he introduced himself, the woman’s eyes brightened in recognition before introducing herself as Hyuuga Hinata and her son Neji who took this opportunity to blatantly stare at him. Sasuke was rather unnerved at how intensely the boy was looking at him especially with that pupil less eyes, pretty and unusual as they were he didn’t want them to be focused on him. Ignoring the child he followed Hinata into the living room where she led him to sit on the soft caramel sofa whilst she went to get her husband. Sasuke vaguely wondered why she didn’t share his last name however that thought quickly disappeared from his head as the young boy now known as Neji did not follow his mother out like all little boy do when they see a stranger, instead he chose to stand directly in front of Sasuke and just stare and him with what Sasuke changing his opinion from pretty to creepy looking eyes. Who knew how long both of them were stuck in their little staring completion, Sasuke was rather annoyed that he was involved in a staring completion with a three year old, but in all consideration the brat initiated it and who was he to turn down a challenge. So while they were locked in their pointless challenge Hinata had returned placing some tea on the side table beside the sofa and informing him that Kiba would be down in a minute. Why she didn’t feel the need to take Neji with her when she left Sasuke had no idea, really who leaves their child with a stranger. Sure he had called and talked to Kiba before setting up a meeting with which he obviously informed his wife so she was expecting him but none the less he could’ve been some sort of paedophile into little boys. But then again even if he was creepy eyed boys with an obsession to stare would definitely not be his thing, in fact the little bratty could probably freak paedophiles out of being paedophiles. So it was with much relief when Kiba finally decided to grace Sasuke with his presence and break their staring contest which made him wonder if it really was because he was pretty sure Neji blinked a couple of time, of course he didn’t being the Uchiha that he was and never loosing to three year old brats. (Cough sure cough) Anyways moving on standing up from his seat Sasuke greeted Kiba. The man was rather tall a couple of inches above Sasuke and very broad and muscular though not the body builder’s type more like he regularly played sports. There was an air of roughness surrounding him, his hair was wild dark brown which appeared as if it never seen the light of a hair brush but it somehow worked. Two crimson triangular tattoos were painted on his face rather odd Sasuke mused but didn’t dwell on it. When the man smiled Sasuke caught a glimpse of sharp canines adding to the animalistic look. He was just wearing a plain white tee with a pair of faded jeans. Giving him the once over Sasuke couldn’t help subconsciously compare him to Naruto. Sure there were similarities, they both had an aura of warmth and almost boyish appearance, but Naruto was more mischievous and playful whilst also maintaining and air of melancholy which created mystery, whereas Kiba held a more playful wildness around him. There was no doubt Kiba was attractive but he didn’t suit Sasuke’s taste he felt like this was the type of man that did not understand the beauty of silence. After the initial introductions Kiba plonked down on the sofa to Sasuke right and too the absolute horror of Sasuke rather than sending the little creepy eyed brat away he motioned for the boy to come forward and sit on his lap, which he quickly did. Honestly Sasuke was used to dealing with being stared at he had freakin stalkers for crying out loud he knew how to deal with them, run the hell away. But how the hell do you deal with potential three year old stalkers who just wouldn’t stop staring at you! Trying to ignore the little boy instead he needed to focus on Kiba. Clearing his throat he eyed the tea beside him but decided against it tea wasn’t his thing anyway. “I understand you were a friend of Uzumaki Naruto” going straight to the point he wanted to get the heck out of there as soon as possible. “Uzumaki eh” Kiba began his voice was gruff completely opposite to the melodic tone Hinata spoke with. “Well can’t say we were friends so much knew him in school, we spoke a few of times but he usually kept to himself.” “Is there anything you could tell me about him” Sasuke mentally prayed to whatever deity there was out there that he did not just was his time coming here, that there was something of importance to be learned aside from the fact that three year olds were old enough to start the stalking process. “Hmmm let me think” Kiba mused “he had a knack for writing I suppose always walked around with a notepad. He was part of the literature club actually that how me and him met. I was part of the soccer club and both clubs were active on the same days an since we lived in the same area usually headed home together. Though wasn’t much of a conversationalist aside from when he was talking about books just mention one to him and it was impossible to get him to shut up.” Sasuke made small nodding motions indicating he was following the conversation whilst on the inside he was cursing about the waste of time this meeting was. Interrupting the man before he could give anymore useless information “did you notice anything strange around Uzumaki Naruto” “Strange” Kiba frowned in confusion. Neji blinked owlishly looking up at his father before returning his gaze to Sasuke. “Something that might stand out to that wasn’t usual” Kiba blinked repeatedly trying to think, rubbing his chin he went through his memories of his high school years. Honestly if it hadn’t been for his club activities coinciding with Naruto’s and them living near each other he very much doubted he would’ve spoken to the boy anymore than necessary, it was only because of Kiba’s unwillingness to walk home alone he managed to strike up a somewhat friendship with the blonde. Lingering on that thought a distant memory began to resurface “actually now that you mention it there was something” Sasuke ears perked up in interest. “You see there was this man young looking, blonde but kinda shady since he was dressed in some black fancy expensive suit. Kinda looked liked Naruto so I thought he was a relative of his since he never spoke about his family figured he could be some heir to the mafia or something. But the man came up to one day and started asking about him, before I would usually just see him having around at the gate when soccer practice ended. I tried questioning him about it since you know it’s kinda weird and all but he was really evasive and stuff. But the weirdest thing was when Naruto came out of the building the man left; I mean if he was a relative why would he do that?” Sasuke eyes narrowed his mind mulling it over it was indeed rather strange “What kind of questions did he ask you?” “Now that I think they were kinda weir to he kept asking for Naruto’s last name which I told him was Uzumaki but then-” “-did you say Uzumaki” both men turned towards the direction of the interruption. Hinata stood there looking at her husband a look of seriousness etched in her features. “Er yeah Uzumaki Naruto did you know him Hinata?” Kiba asked his wife looking rather confused “No, the Uzumaki I’m speaking of was Uzumaki Kushina” “Uzumaki Kushina’s who’s that?” “His mother” Sasuke put in making both adult turn to him however his focus was on Hinata, this was a rather surprising new development to meet someone who had known Naruto’s mother. Sitting on the edge of the sofa Hinata caste her head down softly sighing before she looked up to meet onyx eyes “though I know this may not be any of my business but may I enquire exactly what you are trying to find out” Sasuke debated on what to tell it was possible she could hold some important information, if Sasuke wanted to help Naruto he needed to understand fully his situation in order to explore possible reason for Naruto’s attachment to life. Deciding Sasuke began “due to certain circumstances I am investigating Uzumaki’s life as per requested by his guardian” “Researching his life you make it sound as if he’s dead” Kiba scoffed. The silence that basked the room was enough of an answer to that question. Dark brown eyes widened in horror. “Neji can you please go to you room for a little bit” Hinata asked, Kiba sat still his face frozen in shock. Neji immediately done what his mother told him but not before casting one last glace towards Sasuke. As soon as the three year old left the living room Sasuke couldn’t help the mental hallelujah dance as the creepy boy was no longer in the room. Composing himself to the deal with the situation at hand. Hinata sat beside her husband entwining their fingers together she was more collected than her husband who had yet to pull himself out of his state of shock. “When I ha seen the article of his death I had truly hoped that there was no relation, it was just too sad to think about.” “Wait you knew about this” Kiba had snapped out of him shock and was now staring at Hinata incredulously. Hinata just smiled sadly “I was unaware he was a friend of yours so I never mentioned it when I saw his story in the newspaper.” Looking back at Sasuke “I wasn’t an acquaintance of Uzumaki Kushina; you see 15 years ago I was part of the police force. I along with my partner Sabaku Gaara, we were called out to investigate a case of a hit and run the victim being Uzumaki Kushina.” Now that Sasuke thought back to it he vaguely recalled the police report giving those names, hmm then it meant Hinata was older than he previously assumed. “Hn. I was given the police report of her death, the culprit was never caught” Hinata shook here head sadly “the case was dropped rather quickly” Hinata narrowed her eyes as she thought back to it. “Yes it was also the reason I quit. Cases were never dropped this easily especially since the perpetrator had committed another offence prior however for some reason our higher ups chose to close the investigation before we had a chance to fully complete the investigation.” Hinata’s hands clenched slightly and you could see the small glint of anger in her eyes indicating her opinion of the high ups decision. “Were you able to find out why?” Shaking her head she signed “No we questioned, many of us were uncomfortable with how quickly the case was dropped seeing as the victim had died but none of us were told anything. The one who would most likely have known would have been the supervising officer at that time.” “A. Sarutobi” Sasuke murmured Hinata nodded her head. “Sarutobi Asuma from when I had entered the police force he had been my supervising officer.” “Would you know how I could get in contact with him?” Hinata smiled. “Fortunately he still lives in Tokyo I have his address in my address book if you could wait one moment” she got up leaving Sasuke with Kiba. Running his hand through shaggy brown hair Kiba took a deep breath “how long” “Ten years” “Shit man 24 fuck he was so young” Kiba cursed sure they may not have been best friends but he couldn’t help feeling guilty not knowing about this, just because they didn’t keep contact was no excuse hell even Hinata knew before him. Damn why the hell didn’t he bother reading newspapers. Sasuke was beginning to feel uncomfortable he wasn’t the comfort type and it was obvious Kiba was dealing with the shock and grief of losing someone he knew even if it was ten too late. He was beginning to wish the creepy eyed bratty would return somehow Sasuke felt he would be able to deal with him better than the emotional man on the sofa. “How did he die?” Sasuke wondered if he should tell him the truth but decided against it he could research it if he wanted so decided on half truth instead. “House fire” his voice was absolutely emotionless ass if he was talking about the weather but if Kiba noticed he made no show of it. Finally Hinata returned a small baby blue address book in her had and a folded note. Handing it over to Sasuke. “I’ve included Gaara’s phone in there as well I’m not too sure of his address as I’ve hear he’s recently moved but if you wish to contact him you’ll have number.” Sasuke nodded his thanks pocketing the paper “If you call Asuma-sensei tell him I sent you whilst explaining the situation and then you can set up a meeting with him much like you did with us.” Getting up Sasuke prepared to leave as it appeared there wasn’t anything else to discuss, Hinata led him to the door way where he put on his shoes “If you need anymore help please don’t hesitate to call” Hinata told him there was an aura of sadness around here it appeared she felt guilt although Sasuke couldn’t figure out if it was because of his mother or Naruto. Since Hinata read the article there was a high probability she assumed Naruto committed suicide because of his mother death. Not wanting to give her ideas because as far as he knew Naruto may well have committed suicide because of that, he chose to give her his usual non committal grin whilst fixing his shoes. Finally finished Sasuke was about to open the front door and leave rather eager to speak to Sarutobi as soon as however a shifting sound caught his attention. Turning slightly he saw Neji staring up at him. “Neji-chan what are you doing here I thought I told you to stay in your room” Hinata scolded picking her son up, but the boy didn’t tear his eyes off Sasuke. Seeing this as his goodbye time Sasuke opened the door but as soon as he walked out a high pitched childish voice ran out before the door shut behind him the two words repeating over in his ears “you’re creepy” Sasuke stood dumbstruck a creepy boy just called him creepy What the Fuck!
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