I've always wanted to write a Narusasu fic where Sasuke comes back and realizes his feelings for Naruto. I've always wanted to see everyone's reactions to them. There won't be many chapters since I'm working on three other stories, and I'm not a fan of uncompleted work.

I'm going to already explain how the characters came about. Who cares if they got married young.

Uzumaki Naruto: 18, Jounin and ANBU commander of Konohagakure (Mask= fox mask, resembles nine tails)

Uchiha Sasuke: 18, Jounin under ANBU commander's watch

Haruno Sakura: 18, Jounin and top medic nin of Konohagakure

Hatake Kakashi: 32, Sixth Hokage of Konohagakure

Yamanaka Ino: 18, former ANBU member, owner of flower shop, Wife of Sai (Former Mask= Boar)

Sai: 19, ANBU member, husband of Ino (Mask= Former Root Mask)

Akimichi Chouji: 18, Chunin of Konohagakure

Nara Shikamaru: 18, ANBU member and Husband of Temari (Mask= Deer)

Temari: 21, Jounin sensei of Konohagakure, wife of Shikamaru

Hyuuga Hinata: 18, Chunin of Konohagakure, wife of Shino

Inuzuka Kiba: 18, Chunin of Konohagakure

Aburame Shino: 18, ANBU member of Kono Husband of Hinata (Mask= Japanese Giant Hornet)

Rock Lee: 19, Jounin sensei of Konohamaru, Moegi, and Udon. husband of Neji

Hyuuga Neji: 19, Jounin, academy teacher after war, formerly ANBU member (Former Mask= pigeon), Husband of Rock Lee.

Tenten: 19, Chunin of Konohagakure, Owner of weapon's store

Senju Tsunade: 57, Council Member and Advisor of the Sixth Hokage

Kankuro: 20, Jounin and army leader of Suna

Gaara: 19, Kazekage of Suna

Song of Fic: Far Away by Nickelback

And I thinks that's most important of the character's in here. Haters, I'm getting sick of telling you to leave and shut the fuck up. If you hate Mpreg, naruto, or yaoi, you know what to do. Assholes. Possible Sakura Bashing. On with the Story. Tout de Suite.

The Brink Of Sanity

A vast field scarred by former memories and events lay ironically empty. Although it was the middle of May, neither the sun or plants dared touch the dirty area. In the heart of the field, perched upon a bare tree, sat a black Andean Condor.

The large bird looked everywhere, its eyes piercing everything. It had not known what brought it to dead man's land, but it was determined to find out. Sitting in the open, and in a place where bad things happened, was dangerous, for an animal.

However, this was the Condor. The largest bird in all of the lands. The predator among predators. The bird that never feared. With its death stare, large beak, puncturing claws, and endless wings, the brave bird was ready for anything that ruined its quiet time.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhahhhhhhhh"

For the first time in the entirety of its gruesome life, the condor screeched in the dead space, spread its wings and flew, almost frantically, from the area. It did not care for what brought it out there, for its peace was ruined by the war cry of a human. A moment later, a ball of fire hit the tree it formerly sat upon and engulfed it in flames. The predator of predators had almost become prey.

Yet, the condor had every right to flee; for the two most dangerous men in all of time had marked that territory for a battle. One man blond and tan, the other pale and obsidian. These two men, barely the age of 19, had the power to destroy every land if they were on the same side.

Fortunately for the world and its people, they were against each other. And had been for a long time.

Another fire ball was shaped into existence. And again, its existence meant nothing when it missed the blond haired man for the second time.

"I am no longer a dead-last, Sasuke." The blond man spoke finally. He had lost count of the number of times he had run into his former friend and they fought until one didn't have the mental strength to kill the other and just ran.

The blond man was a hypocrite; each battle went the same way. He and Sasuke would yell at one another, he would speak on the cowardly ways of running away from life, they would fight until one ran away. A hypocrite because he was running away from his own problems; the blond didn't know what, but there was a problem.

Dismissing his thoughts, because bad things happened when he thought, the blond man ran up to his friend and began throwing punches and kicks.

"I don't care what you are. I just want to kill you and let it all go, Naruto." Sasuke screamed, his Mangekyo Sharingan, given by his now dead brother, flaring in all its glory. His own thoughts were running through his head.

Naruto, for that was the blond's name, looked different. More darker than his usual light self. On his face was a long scab running through his still usable left eye down to his neck. Another scar went across the entirety of his neck. When Sasuke noticed that, he cursed the creator of that scar for not finishing the job, thus making it less harder for him, and for trying to kill Naruto in the first place. This was who they were now. He could have deemed themselves as enemies.

But enemies didn't hold back when they tried to kill each other.

Enemies didn't run from killing another enemy.

Enemies didn't defend one another when people harrased the other.

Enemies always had been enemies. There could never be a time when one would claim an enemy as a former friend.

Enemies had to be on opposite sides. Evil and Good. One was definitely good, but the other wasn't plain evil. Just confused.

Evil, yet confused, enemies did not need the help of their good enemies when they were lonely.

Good enemies never stated that they shared a bond with their evil enemy. A bond so strong, that the good enemy would hear and feel the other's pain and then come to his aid.

And enemies, especially raven-haired, single clan member, village defecting ones could never have been in love with their enemies. Especially enemies of Blond haired, family-less, and ramen eating characteristics.

Tears pricked Uchiha Sasuke's eyes at the last thought. His punched was blocked by Naruto again and he felt tired all of a sudden. Tired of everything.

Do you remember when I loved you? When we should have loved each other? Sasuke thought.

No matter how different they were, one thing always stayed the same for the two cursed men; their thoughts gave them bad endings. When they thought, bad things happened.

Which was why when Sasuke thought of things that never happened in reality, he was distracted and hit in the face by a chakra induced fist.

The impact could have been deadly. And as Sasuke pummeled through the earth and saw a blurry figure appear, the world blissfully went black as he dreamed of when he was still a twelve year old boy. Life had always been rough, but that was when the world made a lot more sense than it did now.

(Flashback)

"All we have to do is clean the market district, which is completely closed today since the festival is going on." Hatake Kakashi, team seven's sensei, explained.

A young girl with pink hair crossed her arms. "More like we have to. Right, Sasuke-kun?"

The raven haired boy said yes absentmindedly. Missing how happy the girl looked (this was the first word he ever said without scolding her) since he was focused on his unusually quiet blond teammate.

Kakashi eye-smiled. "I did say we, Sakura."

Sakura, the girl with pink hair, balled up her fist. "You know what I mean, sensei. We do all the work and you just watch."

Attempting to just finish the mission, Kakashi let it go. "Let's just begin cleaning. Naruto and Sasuke, you take the left side. It's the most work and Sakura, you take the right."

Naruto left swiftly, Sasuke stared after him for a moment and then followed, Sakura complained to her sensei about her and Sasuke not working together.

Naruto picked up trash with his bare hands as Sasuke watched him. "You better start working, teme. On this day, I'd like to be in the house early."

"Why, dobe?" Sasuke asked. He had no idea why he wanted to start a conversation with the blond, but he did anyway.

"Let's just say I am not particularly liked when it comes to the defeating of the Nine-tailed demon fox." Naruto stated grimly.

"Is it because...because you are...the fox?" The world went silent as the blond tensed up and turned slowly.

"How did you know?" A whisper came.

"I heard some of the Uchiha's talking about it before the massacre."

Naruto heaved. "Great. Just fucking great. I suppose you hate me just like the rest of the villagers."

Sasuke shook his head quickly. "No. I think they're stupid and wrong. You aren't the fox, you just hold him within you and that not only makes you a hero, but also the bravest of anyone."

Naruto actually smiled at the Uchiha, making the latter blush uncontrollably. "I have something for you. I remember your birthday from our days in the academy and I brought you something."

The raven hastily pulled out a scroll and did a few hand seals. He quickly handed Naruto a steamy bowl of Miso ramen. In his other hand, he held a gold necklace. The pendant was a yin-yang symbol. On the right side was the Uzumaki swirl and the left side showed the Uchiha fan.

"Happy birthday, Naruto." Sasuke muttered and let Naruto take the necklace. "It's a symbol of our relationship. Even though we're different, there are parts of us only we know about."

The raven saw tears fall from his friend/crush's eyes and he even felt his own coming. "I never hated you, Naruto. In fact, I've always admired you. For your strength, determination, everything about you."

Sasuke would have smacked himself for how much his words sounded like a declaration of love if he was not grabbed in a tight embrace by Naruto. Naruto's body was firm and made him melt.

He could have frowned when the warmth left him, but Naruto was so close to his face, staring down at him with a different shade of orbs. "I will cherish this necklace forever, I promise."

Sasuke smiled and Naruto pulled out another set of chopsticks. "We'll share this ramen together."

Both boys contentedly ate the ramen and spoke well to each other. Naruto felt unsurprised by Sasuke's new voice and generosity. Sasuke felt relieved that this would develop into a healthy relationship.

However, both boys were unaware of their sensei watching, a small smile dancing on his face.

The sensei was happy as well. They were two boys unmistakingly targeted by the world and its cruelty, but they would fight the world together.

The world must not have liked them much. So Sasuke would later go on and blame the world when he and Naruto became enemies.

That way, the two boys wouldn't destroy the world for all the wrong it did to them. They would be too busy destroying each other.

(Flashback end)

The raven was shaken out of his slumber by a deep voice calling his name. He had never really recognized voices of other people, but Naruto was special to him.

Which was why he weakly, and not by choice, threw a fist out toward the man above him. The pale hand was easily caught by a plastic one.

Sasuke opened his eyes and stared blankly at the fist. "An enemy had taken five Konoha kids hostage. When I got there, he threw an explosive kunai, at the last second, to the group. I caught it at the last second."

Sasuke held his lip in a thin line. He wasn't going to talk to Naruto. The blond clearly saw he was in no shape to fight. Did Naruto finally have the guts to kill him? He didn't want that, but he didn't want Naruto to leave either.

The blond simply layed next to Sasuke and hovered above his face. Sasuke hid his emotions, although it may have been hard not to be flustered, as Naruto observed every feature of his pale face.

Sasuke briefly wondered how Naruto had gotten the scar down his face and across his throat. Even then the man looking strikingly beautiful.

"You ready….to stop playing games and being a psycho? You ready to end it all?" Naruto asked softly, still leaning over the raven, his elbow supporting his weight.

Without hesitation, Sasuke nodded. Somehow, it was Naruto's fault the pain didn't end sooner. Sasuke wasn't one to initiate things; he wouldn't come back until the blond came for him. Sasuke wasn't the one who had been far away, Naruto was.

These conjured thoughts made him want to cry as he nodded. Finally, he thought. "I just want to go home, Naruto." He whispered to himself, and the dead field.

"Good." And Naruto dropped over him, asleep, and completely exhausted from the battle.

Ten Meters away, the black Condor watched, with calculating eyes, the blond human fall on the raven's chest. It watched as the raven laid his head down and began stroking the blonde's hair. The gesture seemed like something a woman would do when her husband was exhausted and decided to lay his body between her legs, his head between her breasts.

The Andean Condor let out a sigh it was unaware of. The fight was finally over. There was peace between the dangerous men that made the world rumble.

The world was in for it now. It couldn't keep Naruto and Sasuke away from each other forever. It had to pay for what it's done to them. Earths two greatest enemy had just been reunited.

The bird, in all its glory, squawked, much like a raven, for the world's pain. It had never been so afraid in Its life.

Well, did you like the first chapter. I really did. Leave a review and no fucking haters. Especially the coward guests. This will continue. Check out my other Narusasu fics. I like them all, and you may also.