Chapter One


My Head Is Stuck In The Clouds…


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"Your love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfall…"


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"Holy fuck," were his first words. He frantically touched the mirror in front of him, and then touched his face. He felt his arms, his neck, his chest, and then felt the mirror again and repeated, "Holy fuck."

If it wasn't for the weirdness of being able to see that was fucking blowing his mind, it was the fact that the face that he saw in the mirror wasn't his. Oh, sure. The reflection had the same navy eyes, the same spiky hair. But it was a much younger version. Almost as if it were his eleven or twelve year old self staring right back at him. "Shit."

He grasped at the roots of his hair and tugged gently. "What the fuck is going on?" He contemplated out loud. Was this one of those lucid dreams he's heard so much about? He glanced around his old apartment, and realized that everything was way too precise. Like the stain on the carpet near the bedside from tomato juice, the dent near the right window, and even the dead spider on his desk that he remembered was there the day he joined Team Seven.

"This has to be a genjutsu." He muttered to himself as he did a double take in the mirror. "This can't be real." Maybe Tsunade was working on his eyes, so she figured that she might as well put him in a genjutsu instead of using anesthetics. That's probably what was going on. The more he repeated that idea in his head, the more it made sense. However the minute he truly started to believe that he would wake up from this weird world, his eyes caught a piece of paper taped to his dresser. He walked over to it and pulled it down, thinking it was some weird note that Tsunade put in his make-believe world.

You wanted another chance. Here it is. Don't make the same mistake twice. Don't waste time. Don't sleep through your opportunity.

Good Luck.

Sasuke blinked and re-read it. He then turned it over to see if there was a name or anything on it. But there wasn't. Suddenly he felt his pulse quicken when he realized a possible reason for what was going on.

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"I wish I never fell in love with her."

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Sasuke dropped on his bed, his mouth agape. Thoughts were travelling through his head a hundred miles per hour. What did this all mean? He could see, that much was obvious. He didn't have his cursed mark, so he was free from the burdens of Orochimaru. He apparently hadn't even formed Team Seven. Had he really travelled to the past? Did this mean that his body wasn't physically, mentally or emotionally attached to Sakura yet? Was this even fucking possible? All he had said were a couple of words…but did they really have this kind of power?

He took a quick shaky breath, and stared at his digital clock. It was only 7 am, and thus he should be able to reach the Academy before class started. He stood up awkwardly and placed his sandals on. 'Don't waste time', is what his note said. Sasuke his ninja pouch as he started to leave his apartment.

"I don't intend to."

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"…and no one really knew that it was really only you."


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Sasuke awkwardly sat in the wooden seats in his class. He swallowed a massive amount of spit that had formed in his throat, and wiped his sweaty palms against his white shorts. He really couldn't place why he was so nervous. He was Sasuke Uchiha. He never got nervous. Plus he had done this all before. How hard was it to remember what it was like to be a twelve year old kid again? He quickly glanced around the room and could easily point out the lazy Nara and his fat friend. He saw Naruto's future wife sitting quietly in the corner, her hair disgustingly short. He then looked at the board and saw Iruka-Sensei writing in big bold words on the chalk board, 'TEAM ANNOUNCEMENTS'.

"Good Morning, Sasuke-kun!"

Sasuke instantly felt a delightful chill creep up his spine from the delicate voice. He slowly turned his head to his right, and there stood a tiny version of Sakura Haruno. He fought back a smirk as he observed how young and frail she looked. It was bewildering. It was like the girl in his Team 7 picture that he still owned nearly two decades later, crawled out of the photo and reincarnated herself right in front of him.

"Can I sit next to you?"

Sasuke didn't respond, but just stared. His throat suddenly felt too dry, and a sudden ache twisted within him. This was the girl that fucking ruined his life. This naïve, selfish twelve year old didn't know it yet, but she was a ticking time bomb.

"Huh, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke blinked. "Whatever." He muttered, but shifted over slightly to allow room for her. Sakura's eyes widened unexpectedly, clearly expecting that she was going to get denied, but scooted next to him happily. He was stupid. He knew it. She was currently the same age of Hisoka, and he already knew that he was in love with her. Or still in love with her. He was so fucking stupid. He could not mess up this opportunity to get his life right the second time around. He eyed her from the corner of his eye again, and created a little bit more space between them.

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"And you like the way this story goes?"


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"OI! SAKURA-CHAN!" Naruto belted from across the room. He skipped to their row, and greeted her eagerly, "Good Morning!"

Sasuke visibly watched her flinch, and scrunch up her nose. He forgot that back in the day Naruto had a huge thing for their teammate. He glanced over where the Hyuuga was sitting, and caught her staring sorrowfully at Naruto.

'Holy Shit…She had a thing for him even back then?' Sasuke pondered shockingly. Then the obnoxious blonde appeared in his line of view.

"I seriously don't get why everyone thinks you're so cool!" He spewed a mere inches from his face. Sasuke snorted. He also clearly forgot how much he hated Naruto back then. It was never personal; he was just so fucking loud.

"Move," he replied, narrowing his dark eyes.

"Make me." Naruto spat back.

Sasuke was about to reach over and punch the idiot in the face, when it dawned upon him. It was in this position where that dumb ass punk had elbowed Naruto in the rear and caused him and Naruto-

"Oops." A voice called out from behind Naruto.

Sasuke, a thousand times faster than he was the last time he was twelve, quickly shoved Naruto away from his face, dodging Naruto's poor lips. There was no fucking way he was falling for that same trick. No damn way. Naruto had 'stolen' his first kiss before, and it wasn't going to happen again. No…fucking…way.

He looked over to see the results of his great achievement, and nearly choked at the blasphemy that he just saw. And apparently the scene caught the entire class' attention, because the soft busy noise of the classroom suddenly seized.

Naruto had sprawled himself all over Sakura's tiny body, his lips on her soft cherry tasting ones. The minute Sasuke's eyes landed on the back of Naruto's blonde head, something took over him. In blind fury, Sasuke had Naruto off of Sakura and pinned against an adjacent wall.

He brought his face closer to the terrified blonde and clenched his teeth, "Don't you ever fucking touch her, you hear me?" He spat, tightening his grip on his neck. His Sharigan flashed for an instant as he watched Naruto's blue eyes become more dilated.

"Sasuke!" Iruka-sensei called out. The teacher grabbed Sasuke's wrist warningly, and stared angrily down at the raven haired kid. "Have you completely lost your mind?" Sasuke looked up at his former teacher, and then scanned the room. His classmates looked either completely terrified or shocked. He even watched as Sakura stared back him, her mouth completely hung open. Sasuke sighed, and released his hold on the Uzumaki. He had reacted in a way that the old Sasuke would never have done. The old Sasuke wouldn't give a shit who was touching Sakura, because the 12 year old Sasuke didn't give a shit about her. All he wanted to do, was defeat Itachi. He had been given another chance to achieve his goal, and he wasn't going to fuck that up. He awkwardly walked over to her and reached his hand out to pull her up from the ground.

"My fault." He apologized under his breath.

Sakura shook her head limply and took her seat next to his, feeling uneasy. So many things transpired over the past couple of minutes than in her entire twelve years of living. She had lost her first kiss to Naruto, but Sasuke had gone out of his way to almost kill Naruto because of it. It was so weird…but so cool.

Naruto doubled over on the ground, gagging for air. Iruka rubbed his back tenderly, and stared at Sasuke dumbfounded. The kid was usually so cool and collected. Never spoke unless he was being asked a question, yet when he turns his back for two simple seconds, he was readily equipped with the skill of murdering one of his students. Once Naruto stopped wheezing, he helped him back to his seat. He then stood up straighter, and placed one hand on his hip, signaling his authority. The entire class returned back to their seats muttering soft, hushed words.

"Yo, Sasuke's a boss!"

"What a freak…"

"I haven't heard him speak since we were seven…"

"Sakura's so freaking lucky!"

"P-Poor Naruto…"

"Okay class!" Iruka called out, attempting to regain their attention. "Let's save the talk about this morning for lunch, I have the new Teams in my hands right now." Iruka pulled out a white sheet of paper from his pockets. Suddenly there was a quick shift in their attention, as some of the students cleared their facial expressions from being terrified to overly enthusiastic. Iruka scanned the first list, and closed his eyes. Of course this would be the first team. "Team 7 currently consists of, Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno…"

Naruto, still recovering from the near death experience, sat up straighter at the mention of Sakura's name. His first and only love. He grinned at her cheekily, and she quickly looked over at him and then blushed. Naruto's smile grew tenfold, but mostly from being surprised. Usually Sakura would look back at him and make fake gagging noises, but she blushed? He must have lips of gold.

"…and Sasuke Uchiha."

Naruto snapped out of his fantasy and glared at Iruka. "WHAT?" He shouted. "He just tried to kill me!"

"Che." Sasuke commented.

"I know that Naruto, but these teams were predetermined." Iruka reasoned. 'Trust me, if I had any other way, I wouldn't have put you two together.'

"But…Iruka!" Naruto started, but Iruka held his hand up.

"We're moving on. Team Four consists of…"

Naruto tuned him out, and looked over Sakura to glare at Sasuke. Sasuke turned his attention to the blonde.

"What?"

Naruto furrowed his eyebrows. This punk tried to fucking kill him a couple of minutes ago, and now had a freaking attitude like nothing had happened. "You just caught me off guard, next time I'll kick your ass!"

Sasuke smirked, "Whatever dobe."

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"This time I really gotta do things right…"


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Sasuke reached his hands over his head and stretched tiredly. Not that the whole bell thing was tiring, but it was the fact that he had to pretend like he couldn't take two freaking bells from his old sensei. He didn't want to draw any unwanted attention to himself and screw up. Maybe whoever was in charge of this whole strange travel to the past thing would send him back to his current fucked up future if he blew his cover. He just had to remain a low profile.

"Sasuke-kun!"

Sasuke frowned and stopped in his stride as he turned around to see Sakura smiling at him. "What?"

"Can we walk home together?" Sakura sweetly asked crossing her legs in front of her. Sasuke felt his heart rate slightly increase, and felt really hot. She was gorgeous, even as a 12 year old. She always had that special something about her.

"No." Sasuke's jaw clenched immediately as he said it, because he could feel himself truly wanting her to tag along. He honestly couldn't think of a time in their relationship where she had asked him of something and he had coldly told her no.

"Oh." Sakura's face fell. "Well that's okay!" She put on a fake smile that Sasuke had seen a million times before, and Sasuke shoved his hands in pockets so they wouldn't reach out to hold her.

"Oi! Forget him Sakura-chan, I'll walk you home!" Naruto called out cheerfully. He placed his hand on the cherry blossom's shoulder reassuringly. Sasuke's left eye twitched when he witnessed Naruto's filthy fingers grazing Sakura's bare arm. It was something that would take some time for Sasuke to get adjusted to. Sasuke turned around and started walking back to his apartment, not really caring who Sakura walked home with. As long as she walked home with someone so her weak self won't get abducted in the night, he would be able to sleep alright.

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"If I could touch you, I'd never let you go."


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Sasuke opened his eyes after a nice and peaceful sleep, but found himself in excruciating pain.

"Gyah!" He shouted as he gripped something soft near him. His neck burned as if it had been set ablaze and his other hand reached for some stability from the ground below him. "Fuck!" He hissed heatedly.

"Sasuke-kun! Is there anything I can do?" He heard Sakura ask him, her voice filled with tears. "Sasuke-kun please?" Sasuke shook his head as he squeezed her hand tighter as another wave of pain hit him. What he really wanted to know was…what the fuck was going on? One minute he was sleeping in his apartment enjoying the idea of being twelve years old, and the next minute he was in such agonizing pain that he could barely keep consciousness. He opened his eyes for a split second and instantly recognized his surroundings. The dark looming trees, the red sky, and the rustic smell of ashes…he was in the Forest of Death.

"Sasuke-kun, please don't pass out again. Please stay with me." He heard Sakura whisper as she wrapped her arms around him. "P-please…I'm so scared."

Sasuke heard her though, but he couldn't react. He couldn't move, his body was immobilized by the cursed mark that Orochimaru had just placed on him. He remembered this scenario all too clearly, it was the Chunnin Exams. A day that will forever change the course in his life, but why was he here now? Last night he had just formed Team Seven, and now he was already attempting to become a chunnin? Wasn't there all whole Haku bridge thing that happened between these two incidents? What in the world was going on! But before he could properly decipher his situation, he felt his body slowly lose its vigor.

"Sasuke-kun! Please, don't…" Sakura cupped his face in her sweaty palms and looked intently in his eyes. "Stay strong Sasuke-kun!" She sniffed as she spoke her encouraging words, but observed him as his eyes glazed over. His body suddenly fell limp in her arms, and Sakura cuddled his unconscious body in her delicate arms. "Oh, no Sasuke-kun… oh no."

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"Your body's cold, but we're getting so warm…"


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Hey guys! Okay this is the opening Chapter for the Sequel to None. I hope you like it! It's kind of dry and maybe a tad confusing…but things will get straightened out later on. Just review and let me know what you think, and if I can get enough interest in the sequel, then I should have the next chapter up pretty soon!

Thanks!

(Ignore grammar mistakes, you guys should know by now that I can't proof read)

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