Fire To Ice

A/N: I've decided to rewrite this travesty of a story so that it makes some semblance of sense. I'll keep everything more or less the same, I'll just be cleaning up the writing and making the story overall make more sense, hopefully. I'll throw in the old author's notes too for old time's sake. Short author note, um this is Uchihacest, delicious I know, so enjoy, or leave if not your forte. Get it, got it, good.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.

Chapter One:: The Old and The Unexpected (Rewritten)

"So you've finally found me Sasuke-kun. I must say I'm pleased," a young man dressed in a black cloak smirked. "Your eyes tell me what you desire, I won't deny you any longer."

"You finally realize how much I hate you, that the only reason I live is to kill you. And now you're just giving up? What a joke," a teenager with black hair spat. Around him electricity crackled, causing his body to glow slightly.

Itachi sighed, "I guess I should've expected this from you Sasuke-kun. You always were brash in your decisions. I know what you truly want."

"Enough, today is the day you die," Sasuke replied in a monotone. He drew a katana from his back which crackled with a fierce blue light. "Chidori blade!" Itachi dissipated into a flock of crows in front of the bewildered Sasuke. His katana was now deeply embedded in the wall as he struggled futilely to retract the blade.

"I see that you're still falling for my tricks," Itachi laughed.

"Of course, the genjutsu master doesn't disappoint," Sasuke whipped around to face Itachi, but was met instead with a sharp pain in his gut as something pierced through him. Simultaneously, warm lips pressed against his own, but just as quickly both the lips and the object stabbing him were withdrawn. The young ninja examined his abdomen, noticing a large gash was dripping with blood that stained the oak floor, running into the grain of the wood to stain it red.

"Why?" he muttered, as he fell into unconsciousness.

"You're finally awake," a deep voice announced from somewhere within the room. Sasuke lay on a bed, covered in a fairly heavy quilt. His abdomen stung, causing memories of the preceding events to flood into the young ninja's mind.

"I wouldn't suggest that you try to move." Ignoring the advice of the as of yet unknown presence, Sasuke began to right himself up, wincing from the immense pain tearing through his body as he contracted his stomach.

"You're so foolish," the voice sighed. Sasuke looked up to see Itachi sat at a small oak table, reading a book before a lit fireplace. He looked rather amused, instead of cold as he usually did.

"Where am I?" Sasuke asked as he swung his feet off the bed and onto the floor. The covers slid off his bare torso to reveal thick white bandages wrapped tightly around his midriff. Beside the bed, his katana rested against the wall.

"It was an abandoned house I managed to find looking for a place to tend to your wounds."

"Why didn't you kill me?" Sasuke's voice quivered with rage over his recklessness in their battle and the fact that he was at the mercy of the man he most despised.

"The same reason you weren't able to kill me, I didn't want to." Sasuke's face flushed with anger at Itachi's remark. He pushed himself off the bed, panting heavily with exertion.

"Don't push yourself too hard, that wound was pretty serious."

"Leave me alone. I don't want to be here another second, if I had the strength I'd kill you."

Itachi sighed, closing his book and placed it on the table. Sasuke was supporting his tensed frame against the wall as he examined his caretaker. Itachi got up and approached Sasuke, moving so close that the young ninja could feel as Itachi exhaled a breath. Itachi didn't say a word, but instead pressed his lips onto Sasuke's. At first it was a gentle, innocent kiss, but it was soon clear that a hungry lust belied the gesture, as Itachi began to kiss him harder, attempting to slip his tongue into Sasuke's own tightly clenched lips. Upon feeling Itachi's tongue seeking entrance into his mouth, Sasuke's lips parted, and Itachi deepened the kiss, making out with the surprised teen. Sasuke remained still as though in a trance, unable to think or move. Itachi finally pulled away from his shocked brother with a smirk.

"How was it little brother?"

"You sicken me," Sasuke spat. He felt something inside him though, something that desired Itachi to continue to kiss him no matter how immoral it was. Itachi lacked any shame, and had probably only done it to twist Sasuke's mind, but Sasuke lacked that kind of perverse way of thinking.

Itachi simply shook his head, "leave if you want, I won't stop you, although your injuries might." Itachi sighed, looking somewhat disappointed, and resumed sitting at the table. He picked up his abandoned book and continued to read. Sasuke took the chance to grip the hilt of his sword and used it to support himself as he slowly strode towards the door. The sword slipped as he set it on the floor, causing Sasuke to collapse with it. He struggled to stand again, but soon fell to the floor in defeat. Strong arms wrapped around him, picking him up from the floor. Itachi held him bridal style and carried him back to the bed.

"You can act the part of the fool all you want, but I don't want to dispose of your corpse later," Itachi set Sasuke gently back onto the bed and sighed as he headed away. Without meaning to, Sasuke felt his eyes slip close as he once again slipped into unconsciousness.

An amber glow was cast into the room which caught dust particles in its gentle light. This was the first sight Sasuke witnessed as he slowly opened his eyes, still heavy with fatigue. He sat up, wincing as pain stung him, and glanced out the window. Dusk had just begun to fall. Itachi was nowhere to be seen. This was his chance to slip away so he could recuperate on his own and strike again, this time emerging victorious. He could already feel his strength returning to him, although he was still very weak.

Sasuke grabbed the Kusanagi and left the cabin, slamming the door behind him. He had no clue as to where Itachi had taken him, nevertheless, anywhere was better than with the man he swore to kill. A cold wind cut through the air. Sasuke cursed himself for losing to Itachi so easily. He wasn't that weak, he had simply been placed in unfortunate circumstances.

The first order of business would be to relocate his team and devise a new strategy. All he had to do was stay calm and everything would work out as it should. As he limped along, he realized the area seemed familiar, although he couldn't place why. Sasuke began to run as fast as his body would allow, determined to escape to somewhere familiar before Itachi returned to the cabin and discovered he was gone. He inhaled deep breaths of the cool evening air, feeling each gulp sting his lungs. Sasuke came to an abrupt stop as his body gave out and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move. He could feel his consciousness slipping as his sight blurred.

"Someone's up ahead!" Someone cried, although to Sasuke their voice sounded miles away.

"Could it be?" The last thing Sasuke recalled was the sun filling his eyes.

"Severe chest trauma, significant blood loss, what happened to this kid?" A female voice chided and a faint sound of something scratching against something else could be heard. Sasuke was slowly regaining consciousness, but didn't dare open his eyes until he had assessed the situation. An irritated huff cut her off.

"Is he gonna be out for a year? When's he going to wake up already?!" A childish voice moaned.

"He's only been here a day, although I think he's already conscious," the female voice replied.

There were two gasps, one of a male and one of a female. Sasuke slowly parted his eyes, realizing feigning sleep was no longer an option. He blinked a few times as the fluorescent overhead lights temporarily blinded him. In front of the bed stood five people, two of which were immediately in front of the bed staring down at him in excitement. He recognized four of the five, Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi, and the fifth hokage, Tsunade. Next to Kakashi and behind Naruto stood a dark haired teenager who Sasuke thought he had seen once before.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura shrieked as she attempted to embrace him.

"Shit, I thought this place seemed familiar," Sasuke smirked. "I suppose I should've run the other way." Sasuke inwardly wondered if this was a cruel joke Itachi was playing to make a fool of him.

"You're finally back buddy! Just stay here for a bit and hang out. It's been so long," Naruto chided as he attempted to keep Sasuke from fleeing.

"I have no desire to remain here, and I certainly have no desire to stay with you fools. Now let me go," Sasuke demanded as he strained to pull himself up. "If not I won't hesitate to attack you."

"Do you really think in your condition you'd be able to best the hokage, a jounin, two chunins, and genin of equal strength? I don't realize what God you consider yourself to be now, but you aren't leaving and I will sedate you if I must," Tsunade snapped back as she pulled out a needle.

"That's unnecessary," Sasuke scowled. He turned away from the group. "Keep me here against my will for now. Know though that the minute you turn your back I'll be gone." The teen heard some angry grumblings from Naruto as the five left the room. I will beat him, no matter the cost.

A/N: I hope it's better than it was. At least I took out the horrible misuse of the word bondage. I hope you enjoyed, I tried to keep the plot the same, although I feel like I completely reworded it. Anyway, have a great day and I'll put forth more works soon.