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Love That Transcends Time	By : Kerowyn Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1008 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or anything, Masashi Kishimoto-sama does. I wish I did.. *sigh* anyway, onto the story! Thanks for reading! I'll post more if people give me good reviews. ^^
Uzumaki Naruto, a loud-mouthed, rambunctious teenager, skulked around
his messy, or semi-messy as he always yelled defensively, apartment on
the outskirts of the Hidden Village of Konoha. He groaned as he rubbed
at his sleepy eyes and stretched. Kami, I really shouldn’t have accepted that training session with Iruka-sensei for this morning,
he thought as he pulled on his black shirt with an orange swirl and a
pair of khaki pants with plenty of pockets. He then pulled on his green
jounin vest and grabbed his hitai-ate off the usual stand it had always
inhabited. He grabbed an apple and a bagel as he ran out the door and
cursed as he stubbed his toe on the doorframe.
“Kuso!” he hopped on one foot all the way down to the dusty street. He realized he was already late for his training.
As he ran down the street waving to the people who greeted him, he ran into something solid, warm, and colorfully cursing.
“Itai…” as Naruto rubbed his head, and then he opened his ocean blue eyes and met a pair of pained onyx ones.
“Naruto… you baka!” Sasuke squeaked out in pain. “Get off me!”
Naruto growled. “You ran into me, Sasuke no baka!” he shot back at his thrice-damned rival, crawling off of him.
They glared at
each other, the metaphoric “lightning of hatred” flickering between
them, the tension thickening like a congealing soup. They both jerked
their heads away, hmphfing.
Naruto stole a sidelong glance at his dark-haired, fair-skinned teammate. His heart was battering against his ribs. Why is it nowadays that whenever I see him, my heart wants to fly from my chest?! He mumbled as he got up, holding out a hand to the Uchiha, who smacked it away.
“I’m fine, dobe,” Sasuke dragged himself to his feet and dusted off. He walked away, leaving a thoroughly confused fox-boy.
Naruto sighed
and shook wayward blonde locks from his eyes. “Try to be nice and what
do you get…” the hurt was definite in his voice as he walked off toward
the training grounds.
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Uchiha Sasuke was determined not to let the embarrassing, yet somewhat pleasant, encounter with his adorable… ADORABLE?! When did I start thinking that blonde headache was adorable?! he thought furiously, his fists clenching in his pockets. I’m an Uchiha! I can’t afford feelings, no matter how… he paused, nice they feel.
He sighed as he walked to the training field for a sparring session
with Kakashi, gritting his teeth in frustration. Maybe a good workout
would help him out with his mental dilemma.
He found Kakashi in a tree with his nose buried in the latest book of the Icha Icha
series. He shook his head and stretched out as customary for the
strenuous exercise he was about to endure. Little did he know that his
rival was going to be training in the same field…
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“Ohayo Iruka-sensei!” Naruto waved enthusiastically, as usual. He found his teacher lounging on a bench, eating a riceball.
“Ohayo Naruto-kun. You’re late,” Iruka said flatly, showing his disapproval.
Naruto sighed
inwardly. “I’m here at least, ne? Doesn’t that count for something?” he
whined a little. He was hoping Iruka would let him off the hook.
“I suppose so,” he replied, “but you’re going to scrub the floor of Tsunade-Hokage-sama’s office after training.”
“NANI?!” Naruto’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. The whole office?! That place was huge!
“Ah-ah…” Iruka wagged a finger at the young jounin. “No objections.”
Naruto was seething, but only his eyes showed it. Grr… damnit. He felt like breaking something. Iruka saw his clenched fists and smoldering blue eyes.
“Now, now
Naruto. Calm do—“ he paused as he saw Kakashi and Sasuke duking it out
nearby. He grinned. “Change of plans, my son. You’ll fight Sasuke
instead.” To his surprise, Naruto was actually happy about the abrupt
change in events.
“Yatta! Payback time!” Naruto cheered as he thrust his fists into the air.
“Cmon, lets go crash their session,” Iruka laughed at the jounin’s antics, which hadn’t diminished over the years. He’ll never change…

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Kakashi caught
movement out of the corner of his eye with the Sharingan. He quickly
adjusted his stance… he was a little slow, as he caught not his
student… he was tackled by Iruka. He was so surprised that he didn’t
even steady himself for the impact.
“Gah! Iruka! What on—“ he was cut off by the tight hug around his neck.
“Kakashi-san! How was the mission to Hidden Sand?” Kakashi’s face was turning blue.
“Ano-sa, Iruka-sensei, I think you’re choking him,” Naruto interjected, pointing at the struggling jounin.
Iruka released
his vice-like grip on his lover. “Sumimasen!” he pulled Kakashi to his
feet, apologizing profusely. Kakashi reached over and pinched the
babbling chuunin’s lips shut gently.
“Iie,
Iruka-san. The mission went well enough, except for the weather of
course,” he paused to lower his hitai-ate over his left eye.
As the two
conversed, Sasuke made his way over to his blonde jounin teammate, who
was sitting under a tree relaxing and picking at a tuft of grass, the
sunshine dancing over the tanned skin and golden locks, making him look
innocent and childlike. He sat down next to him, back to the tree, one
knee raised with an elbow resting atop it, flexing his fingers.
“Oi, Naruto,” Sasuke started, “do you think Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-sensei are, you know…” he drifted off.
Naruto looked
up, the sunlight picking out his trademark whiskers. “Hmm…” he turned
thoughtful, then tilted his head, looking at the two adults; Iruka was
checking over the blushing Kakashi, who was trying to keep Iruka away
from his belt. “You know, I think you’re right,” Naruto grinned,
thinking of the sweet coupling. “I think it’s kinda cute.”
Sasuke looked over at him, surprise flashing across his dark eyes. He thinks it’s cute?!
He thought as he tilted his head, looking in the same direction as the
blonde. He saw the interaction of the two: the touching, the eye
contact… his eyes widened slightly. He’s right! It’s all there! He smiled to himself. He was yanked out of his reverie by Naruto’s voice.
“…
Iruka-sensei deserves to be happy in any way he can find it,” Naruto’s
voice had a certain fondness to it. “If that happiness is found in
Kakashi-sensei’s embrace, then so be it,” he smiled softly at his
fatherly figure. He turned a little to look at the Uchiha, who nodded
in agreement.
“Hai, I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Sasuke gave Naruto a playful knock to the head, just to get a rise out of him.
“Ouch!” Naruto glared at him as he rubbed his head. Sasuke just smirked at his friend.
“Usuratonkachi, lets spar,” Sasuke stood up as Naruto growled.
“I’ll kick
your ass, you bastard!” he lunged at him, ready to punch him in the
face. Sasuke just grabbed his wrist and twisted his arm up behind his
back. A breeze blew the scent of ramen and peonies into his face. Oh sweet Kami… he closed his eyes as he continued his hold on Naruto’s wrist while he struggled. I
may hate ramen but he pulls it off just nicely, and the peonies are the
same kind as what my mother used to grow in her garden… he relaxed
his grip slightly at the memory it conjured. Naruto saw his chance to
sock him in the gut, but stopped short as he looked at Sasuke’s
expression. It seemed to be elsewhere.
“Er, Sasuke?
Earth to Uchiha! Come in Uchiha!” he gently pulled on Sasuke’s cheeks,
which earned him a push to the ground as his legs were knocked out from
under him. Sasuke was now straddling his hips as he held down his
shoulders.
“Usuratonkachi, you should know you can never beat me!” the Uchiha grinned in triumph.
“Grr kuso!” Naruto struggled fruitlessly against his teammate.
“Naruto,
Sasuke! We’re having a picnic for lunch! Cmon!” Kakashi waved at them,
holding Iruka back with his free hand; Iruka was still going after his
belt.
Naruto and Sasuke just stared at the two men.
“Er, is it
just me or is Iruka really enthusiastic? He looks like he wants to tear
off Kakashi-sensei’s clothing so bad!” Sasuke laughed a bit as he
helped Naruto to his feet.
Naruto
scratched his head. “Ano-sa… possibly? Can’t really tell what that
perverted teacher of ours is really thinking with that mask on his face
all the friggin’ time,” he was dusting himself off, yet he still
managed to have his hair tousled and chock full of grass and a few
leaves, despite it being late summer. He raised a golden eyebrow at his
usually stoic, easily-irritated-by-him teammate, who happened to be
snickering behind his hands. What the hell? He kept a straight face, but his eyes mirrored confusion and surprise. Is Sasuke actually laughing? Naruto listened for a little more. I’ve never heard anything so… nice before. He blinked, blushing slightly as Sasuke wiped at his eyes with one of his forearm cuffs. In
all our years of knowing each other, I’ve never heard him laugh, unless
you count the time when I went after him when he went to Orochimaru. Naruto sighed and started pulling the grass and leaves from his slightly long, spiky hair. I should really get my hair trimmed again… he let his thoughts wander a bit.

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Sasuke rubbed
at his damp eyes as he came down from his giggle fit. He rubbed his
aching sides and composed himself, then saw that he was being watched.
“What’re you staring at, dobe?” he schooled his expression into what he felt was a good enough scowl.
“Nothing,
bastard. I’ve just never heard you laugh before, that’s all,” Naruto
was clearly uncomfortable as he shifted from one foot to the other. He
looked over at the two senseis, which were now laying out a blanket and
foodstuffs.
Sasuke hmphed
as he walked away. “Cmon Naruto, lets go enjoy lunch while we can.
Iruka-sensei looks like he wants to cover Kakashi-sensei in it and eat
it off of him!” Sasuke chuckled again as Naruto stumbled into step
beside him.
As they
walked, Sasuke folded his hands behind his head, a very Naruto-like
pose. Naruto just looked at him strangely, shoving his own hands into
his pockets, as Sasuke would usually do. They just stared at each other
briefly before taking seats on the blanket.
Kakashi
handed them each a bento box. “So, how’re things between you two?” he
lowered his mask and bit into a riceball. Iruka poured them all a cup
of water and handed them out.
“Are you two still at each other’s throats?” Iruka cut in.
They both shrugged and glanced at each other.
“I think so, at least a little,” Sasuke replied, shifting his position so he sat back on his hands, head tilted toward the sky.
Thunder cracked in the distance as dark, ominous clouds rolled in.
They all
sighed. “Sorry to cut this short…” Iruka and Kakashi started to pack
away everything. “Looks like we’ll have to take a rain check (AN: boo
bad joke *hiss*) for our lunch,” Kakashi picked up the basket, helping
his companion up. Naruto and Sasuke departed from their senseis,
strafing from roof to roof. The thunder boomed and lightning flashed,
raining down buckets, the hammering drops felt like needles against
their skins in the howling wind.
“Naruto!
Let’s go to my place and wait it out!” he tried to yell over the storm
but to no avail. He saw the blonde shinobi dart into a window. Ah, I guess we were closer to his apartment than I thought.
He shook the wet hair from his eyes as he dove to the left and onto the
porch of the estate he lived in. He shivered at he removed his soggy
shoes, grumbling.
“God, what
weather…” he sighed as he pulled off his clinging shirt and stalked to
the nearest bathroom to change from his impromptu shower. He grabbed a
towel and rubbed his dripping hair vigorously, ignoring his hitai-ate
as it came loose, sliding down over one eye. I’ve now become Kakashi,
he thought sarcastically as he pushed it back up and retightened it
firmly into place with a sigh. A vivid flash of lightning and a peal of
thunder later he found himself in fresh, dry clothes and out his door,
bolting into the dwindling light.
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Naruto legged
into his bathroom, teeth chattering as he shivered. He grabbed a towel
and chaffed his skin. He then sprinted into his room and grabbed a new
shirt, pair of pants, and boxers.
“Kami on a crutch! I’ve never really seen a storm this bad,” he gazed out the window as torrents of rain lashed at the glass. I’d pity anyone caught out in this…
he turned away and flopped into bed, groaning with his face in the
pillow. He glanced up from the fabric as a bolt of lightning flashed
brightly, illuminating the room briefly before the power surged through
all of the circuits in the building, making him jump.
“Great, the
power’s out,” he muttered, irritated. As he pushed himself out of bed,
he smelt something acrid in the air, like burning rubber or plastic. He
coughed as he put part of his hitai-ate around his mouth and nose,
flinging the door open; he found his entire apartment aflame. He
quickly snatched his emergency backpack (kept by the closet) and dashed
out, jumping and dodging flaming debris. His first thought was not for
himself but for the other residents of the small complex. The
Sakaguchis across the hall, old Serada-san a floor down under him…
“Itai!” he held his left arm that had just been burned, but he saw it healing immediately.
“Do not worry, kit. I’ll protect you with the chakra I have so you can concentrate on getting the residents out,”
it was Kyuubi, and he didn’t need to be told twice. He felt the
familiar surge of red chakra (minus the murderous intent) and fled his
room, taking off across the hallway, banging on the door.
“Sakaguchi-san!
The complex is burning, get out quickly!” Naruto then fled down the
hall for more residents as the flames raged.
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The pyre was
gigantic, even in the downpour. Chuunins and Jounins rushing in and out
of the building, carrying the fallen, elderly, and children. Medical
nins were everywhere, healing minor burns, cuts, and fractured bones.
Sakura wiped her brow as Sasuke landed next to her with a squish
because of the mud.
“Kami-sama,”
she panted slighting from the overuse of medical jutsus. She had
healed, or healed to the best of her ability, at least every resident
of the building. “Sasuke-kun, have you seen Naruto at all?” she looked
up at her jounin teammate.
“You mean he
hasn’t come out yet?!” his shock was evident in his black irises.
Sakura shook her head briefly, then her jade eyes widened, but Sasuke
was already gone.
Sasuke leapt
up into the window that belonged to Naruto’s bedroom, burning support
beams, cloth, furniture, and plastics around him.
“Naruto!
Where are you!” he coughed as a cloud of smoke collided with his face,
his eyes began to tear, but he quickly recovered as his eyes filled
with the blood red color of the Mangekyou Sharingan. He found a bundle
of weakening red chakra in and a little down the hall. He dodged
burning debris as he made his way out of the apartment, spotting the
shinobi down the hall; a beam had fallen and knocked him unconscious,
but was being healed by the Kyuubi’s chakra, keeping him alive. The
dark-haired shinobi grasped his left hand, activating Chidori and
executing it, blowing the bean to smithereens. He scooped up Naruto and
ran down the hall to the stairs, only to find they were blocked.
“Damnit,” he
muttered and activated another Chidori, blasting his way through a
wall. He leapt out and landed by a fair amount of medical shinobi, who
extracted Naruto from his possessive arms for treatment, he himself
being tended to for minor lacerations and small burns. He watched
anxiously as they laid the blonde on a portable cot and was taken to
the hospital, but as he went to move, he felt a cool, soothing hand on
his forehead, making him fall into darkness.
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