The Last Uchiha?

***Edit: I discovered so many typos! I finished this late last night and posted it without much thought earlier this morning. It has been proof read,but I can't promise you it's all been checked word for word. Sorry if you still spy some typos...

Hello,again! I'm so happy I got some feedback on the first chapter of the story (: I will gladly continue. In fact,it's even driven me to write the second chapter. So here it is!

I hope you enjoy it~

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It hadn't taken more than five minutes for Nagisa to get herself into trouble. The Leaf village sure had a tight grip on its security.

Making her way casually through the large green gates was no matter at all. Unfortunately,since she wore no headband symbolizing the village in which she was raised,Nagisa seemed to come off to the two gaurds as an ordinary civillian. A smile curled on her lips when she drew closer,watching the bandaged face of the first shinobi transform into a look of awe. She winked at him playfully,deciding that she found him somewhat kind of cute.

"Hey,there," Nagisa said in a low,sultry voice. The two gaurds exchanged eager glances,before deciding to look professional.

"Ma'am," said the first man,free of bandages. "Are you a shinobi? Civillians aren't encouraged to wander out of the bounds of the village alone,"

What was she supposed to say? Nagisa considered her options. Telling the two Leaf ninja that she was a civillian would most likely lead them to ask her where shed been and what she'd been doing out on her own. She didn't feel like making up an entire story,in case they were suspicious enough to have her confirm her identity among other people. No,that wouldn't do. She was trying to get cozy with this village,and that certainly wasn't the way. The only other option would be to tell them half the truth. That she was a ninja that had long ago abandoned the village at a young age,and had returned to reside in it once again.

"I am a former resident of this village," Nagisa decided to go with the latter. "It's been a few years since I've been here,so I can't honestly tell you a thing about this place. My mother and father died when I was very young,and I decided to leave the village on my own,"

"You left?" the bandaged man asked in disbelief. Nagisa smiled inwardly,pleased that he was totally buying her story.

"Yeah,I did. Around nine or ten...Do you think I could speak to your Hokage? I've been traveling for so long,and I would really like to stay here,"

The two men exchanged glances of uncertainty. "You take her,Izumo. One of us has to stay and gaurd the gate," the bandaged man insisted. His partner sighed,wiping the long dark fringe of hair out of his eye to see Nagisa better.

"Look,lady. Neither one of us can leave our post right now. But if you want to go see Naruto,there's a building at the back center of the village. If you head over there,ask for Genma. He'll get you to Naruto,alright?" he finished with a smile. Nagisa generously returned the favor,before heading off with newly received directions.

The two shinobi watched the slender woman walk away from them,both finding her to be a bit suspicious and attractive. "She was real cute," Kotetsu decided,something of a dreamy smile coming to his face. Izumo rolled his eyes at his companion,somewhat irked over the fact that he'd fallen so easily for a suspicious looking woman.

"She was suspicious thought," Kotetsu added,and Izumo was glad he realized as much. Pulling the bandana more so over his dark hair,Izumo leaned against the wall that surrounded the village.

"Whatever comes next,I just hope Naruto is able to handle it. He tends to get soft for women of that nature,"

Kotetsu snorted and shook his head. "Don't we all?"

~

Nagisa's plan had gone much smoother than she had hoped. Not only had she managed to avoid telling any big lies,but she'd gotten by without even needing a Leaf village escort. Free to walk through the village without any rousing suspicions,the female Uchiha decided that all she needed now was to find some poor sap willing enough to buy an attractive woman such as herself a little lunch. Lunch; oh,how mouthwatering the many aromas of food were to her right now. Itachi had told her to eat the night before,when he'd caught some fish,but she'd just been so sick of those scaley little bug-eyed bastards,that she decided she would tough it out until they reached the village.

Now she was here,and she could barely keep the ravenous growling of her insides to a minimum. Many times,she was sure it'd even began to attract the curious glances of the strolling civillians. Or was that just her presence? Was this new existance causing them that much concern? Or maybe it was her outfit. Too trashy? Nagisa was not a self-concious person,but even so,she found herself pulling the long sides of her navy blue jacket around her body,shielding it from potentially prying eyes. Somehow,this seemed to make things better. It was possible that it was just her nerves,her hunger or both that were causing her to feel so much distress. At this point in time,Itachi would have been right there to comfort her.

"Calm down,Nagisa," she told herself,echoing his voice as she heard it in her mind. Itachi wasn't here,but she had to focus on the mission. The sooner it was over,the sooner she could return to those open arms and that approving smile. The thought of him made her almost cry inside,but she refused to become unstable. Things had to carry on; Nagisa would complete them.

Pulling herself together,she allowed her eyes to travel over the various areas that particularly served food. A group of shinobi her age sat at a small bar,eating and laughing among themselves,but Nagisa felt no urge to join them.

"Hey," said a soft,masculine voice from behind her. A smile played on the female Uchiha's lips,as she turned around to greet her approacher. However,she was not greeted in return,much the same. The man before her could be discribed in about three simple words.

Tall,dark,and bored.

His thin brows were knit in a way that made the rest of his face appear to express a nagging irritation. Two silver studs were pierced in either of his ear lobes,and his black hair was pulled up into a high ponytail on his head. He was studying her in such a bored manner,that she would have never known he was analyzing her.

"You aren't from around here,are you?" the boy grumbled,his words sounding like less of a question and more of an accusation. Nagisa caught herself in mid-reaction,trying not to show suprise,but he had already seen it.

"Ahaha.." Nagisa gave a faint giggle and held her hands up as if to surrender. "Okay,so ya got me. But I'm not here to hurt anyone. I'm just here for your Hokage,"

His dark brown eyes widened considerably,changing his entire expression completely. It was in that moment that Nagisa had made her biggest mistake. The man took a quick step forward,no hesitation in the swift movement as he reached out to grab one of the tails of her long coat. While it would have been in her best interest to immediately surrender,her shinobi instincts had willed over her physical movements,and she gracefully dodged the grabbing hand.

"Come and catch me,cutie," she teased,letting her tongue slip out to intstigate his next course of action. She was being foolish and she knew it. With the agility of their movements,it wouldn't be long before they attracted every shinobi in the village. It was something she couldn't afford to let happen,but still,those grabby hands...that troubled face. Nagisa decided she would play with this boy.

Bored and handsome took the bait so easily,taking a graceful leap forward,though his hand-eye coordination,or lack thereof once again had him failing miserably. His rebound was somewhat quick,and even impressive,but Nagisa was already ahead of him,running through the throng of people,civillians or other.

She grinned cheekily to herself,as he had caught up to her in no time. Indeed,he was a shinobi,for no normal civillian could even come close to her current speed.

"Get back here!" Handsome yelled,but the woman merely giggled at the ineffectiveness of his words. If he really wanted to catch her,he would definitely have to make an effort now. Besides her usual sparring with Itachi,this had to be the most fun she'd had in a very long time...

~

"WHAT?!"

"That's what Kotetsu and Izumo said," Sai said,after finishing his explaination. Naruto leaned forward,hands gripping the very front edges of his desk,cerulean eyes wide in disbelief. It'd been five minutes since Sai's explaination,and still,the information he'd just received was having trouble registering into the blond's brain. No matter how he looked at it,sat on it,looked at it upside down,dumped it in some ramen and threw some glitter on it,there was no way...NO way...

There could not be another Uchiha roaming the streets of Konoha.
Especially a female one.

Naruto had planned to call upon Kotetsu and Izumo for completely different reasons,but now...what if those reasons weren't so different after all? The blond Hokage looked at his pale friend,and a horrible thought came to his mind. "No one else can know about this," he told Sai. "Please,go find Izumo and Kotetsu. Have them tell the other Jonin to keep an eye out for anything suspicious,"

"Yes,sir," the ghostly ANBU replied,rising from his seat,and slipping the painted white mask over the side of his dark hair. He was prepared to teleport out of the office,when Naruto's fist slammed down onto the wooden desk. The blond's eyebrows arched in a sudden realization.

"Sai.." he whispered,cerulean orbs rising to meet dark,reflective ones. "Sasuke...he can't know about this. He's just gotten over everything. I don't want to see my best friend get overwhelmed and power hungry again,"

The ANBU nodded,completely understanding the Seventh Hokage's resolve. It was just two years ago that they had fought so hard,tooth and nail to capture the Uchiha and drag him back into the village. Those looks of tired relief,and those long supressed tears...Sai never wanted to see them again.

"Don't worry,Naruto," he said,kneeling down as he placed the mask over his face. "I won't allow anything to happen to Sasuke. We will capture the female intruder,and bring her to the interrogation room-"

"No," Naruto objected. Through his mask,Sai held a look of faint confusion.

"No?"

"I want to talk to her before anyone else. I want to know if she's...if she's really like Sasuke.." the blond said,his last few words trailing off quietly. He knew that this was probably all some sort of false alarm. There was just no way that all this time...if there had been such a person,Naruto was a hundred percent sure Sasuke would have found and reunited with them long ago. But what if he hadn't known? What if...

"Very well," Sai said. "I won't waste any time alerting the interrogation team,for now. We will be back with her as soon as she is captured," with a promise in tact,Sai teleported from the room leaving behind a puff of smoke. Naruto sighed,and leaned back in his chair. The long white robes with the vibrant orange flames around him hung just below his knees as he suddenly stood,aware of another presense. Finding it to be completely familiar,he relaxed again,and collapsed back into the chair. The blond tilted his head towards the ceiling,leaning back in what portrayed as a defeated manner,as he swiveled around in the rotating chair.

"Hey," he said to the empty room. "You don't have to hide,you know. You might think you're acting polite,but you're just coming off as a sneaky bastard,in my opinion,"

The indirect comment earned a forceful slam of a hand colliding into a wall,as a dark haired figure clad in black slipped out of the shadows. A persistant smirk curled up on Naruto's lips,and once he couldn't hold it back anymore,he allowed it to form into a full blown grin. "Figures you'd be here so conveniently to drop in on a conversation like that,huh? Or maybe.." the blond Hokage turned to face the man standing before him. "You already knew?"

"I didn't," replied the dark haired man. The reply had been simple enough,but for some reason,there was a sort of complexity in his tone. The man's voice had deepened considerably,as Naruto's had,though in the same sense,it hadn't really changed. Perhaps it was because this man had always portrayed a level of maturity that should have never developed until a later point in his life. Even under experimental conditions,his body had been made to speed up the process of his physical development. The effects were successfully reversed,however,the mental change would forever remain. With all of this,Sasuke Uchiha was quite a complex man,wasn't he?

"Sasuke.." the Seventh Hokage groaned,leaning forward to look his best friend in the face. "I can't allow you to go," he said in one breath,and awaited the Uchiha's reaction. When nothing came,he frowned,watching the calm expression remaining masked over the man's usually scowling features. He should have been angry. Should have said he'd do whatever the hell he wanted,regaurdless of whether Naruto,the Orange Ninja,the Seventh Hokage,told him no straight to his face. Naruto wished for that. He wished for an outburst,or anything that would tell him that the same,short-fused Uchiha was still within the depths of those placid,onyx eyes.

When Naruto saw none of this,he began to feel concerned. "You want to go,don't you?" he asked the man. Sasuke gave an indifferent,one-shouldered shrug,and Naruto's jaw dropped. What the hell was this guy's problem,becoming so unconcerned about something like this?

"Sasuke!" the blond growled,hands slamming down on the hard wooden surface of his desk. "This is about your clan! Don't tell me that you--"

"Maybe not," the raven haired man spoke up. His eyes did not lift up anywhere,only remaining heavily concentrated on the carpet floor. Naruto couldn't stand the softness of the man's dispondent voice. He was worse than he'd been before all of this,but of course,it made a great deal of sense for his demeanor to change.

But not this way.

"Maybe not?" Naruto repeated. He opened his mouth again to give the Uchiha a verbal tongue whipping,when suddenly a pair of ninja made their entrance via teleportation,right between the two.

"Hokage!" said the first ninja,appearing to be of the ANBU. "Shikamaru Nara is currently pursuing said potential threat,"

"What exactly is she doing?" Naruto asked,crossing his arms. If all she was doing was running around,she was just wearing them down as far as he was concerned. There was no need to call up such special enforcements just to play a game of tag.

"She isn't doing anything," replied the second ANBU,removing his mask. The face was immediately familiar to Naruto. Kiba. With his sharp sense of smell,it was no wonder how he'd gotten involved with the ANBU.

"She's only leading us around," Kiba continued,looking slightly exhausted. Naruto suspected that he'd been off on the chase as well. "She seems to be enjoying it a lot,and we don't think she's likely to attack,"

"Still," the first ANBU said,also removing his mask. This was a face that Naruto also knew very well. To the second reformation of team seven,he was known as Yamato. "She has admitted to Izumo and Kotetsu that she is not from this village. And also...her original intention appears to be a meeting with you,"

"Me?" Naruto repeated,eyes narrowing. He hadn't even known the name of this girl. Who was she? And why was she in Konoha,stirring up chaos right now? One way to find all of these answers was certainly to capture her. The only problem was that she appeared to be incredibly fast. So fast,in fact,that none of the shinobi,let alone the ANBU had yet to succeed in catching her!

"Pull back and don't attack her," the Hokage told the two ANBU. "If we keep chasing her around the village,it could go on forever and we don't want to upset the entire down,"

"Make sense," Yamato agreed. "I hate to admit it,but I don't think continuing to pursue her is a good idea at all. The best solution is to just entrap her with a jutsu,"

Kiba nodded in agreement.

"No," said a voice. Three heads turned to look at the man who'd nearly been forgotten,standing quietly the entire conversation.

"No?" Naruto repeated,suprised and relieved to finally hear the Uchiha defy him. "You're staying here,Sasuke. You and I aren't done--"

"Yamato," Sasuke cut in,leaving the effectiveness of Naruto's words to dissolve. "Tell me about this person. What does she look like? Her features,anything specific,"

Yamato seemed to hesitate,as if waiting for the speechless Hokage to collect himself,but when Naruto said nothing,he turned to reply.

"Right now,her eyes are dark,but in the sunlight,Shikamaru claims they are actually blue. Her hair is also dark,layered and choppy. As for her attire,she wears a red skirt and a fishnet shirt with some sort of white half undershirt beneath it. And then,there's the long coat she is wearing. This is what I believe caused Izumo and Kotetsu to be concerned about..." Yamato paused,causing Sasuke to look up expectantly.

"Well,what is it?" he asked,dark eyes tense. Yamato turned to Naruto,but Sasuke slammed his hand against the wall behind him.

"I-it's her coat..." Yamato stammered. "Navy blue,with a fan--"

"Colors," Sasuke said,his voice barely audible. He looked as though he were about to flee the room at any given moment. Naruto got to his own feet,preparing to give chase to the Uchiha,should he decide to do so.

Yamato looked distressed,unsure what revealing this last bit of information would lead to. However,the growing intensity of Sasuke's dark eyes had become so alarmingly cruel,he found himself spilling the words without giving it a second thought. "Red. And white. Bottom to top,in that order,"

"I'm leaving," announced the Uchiha.

That had done it.

"Sasuke! I said no!" the blond Hokage exclaimed,running forward to grab onto his friend. Without looking back,the raven male reached behind him and Naruto halted in mid-step. Blue sparks of electricity flickered at Sasuke's fingertips.

"Don't follow me," Sasuke warned,eyes as menacing as they had been in their fight during the fourth shinobi war. It was not a look Naruto wished to see again. Especially not directed to him. Even so,he understood the reason behind the Uchiha's violent reaction.

"You will not betray this village again,Sasuke Uchiha," the blond threatened through clenched teeth. "And you will not abandon it. Bring the girl back here,if that's what you want to do. But I'm warning you--"

Naruto stopped in mid swear,as Sasuke turned and place two cold fingers against the man's forehead. "Just leave everything to me,sir," Sasuke said. "Because there isn't a thing I don't stop chasing after,if I want it,"

The blond,left dumb struck,watched his raven haired friend then exit the room. Naruto couldn't bring himself to speak for two reasons. For one,Sasuke had just acknowledged him in a respective manner,playful or not.

And two,he'd just stolen the confident words straight from Naruto's heart.

~

Shikamaru Nara had had about enough of the wild goose chase he was being led on.

Down the streets,through various shops,and crowds of unsuspecting people,this girl was going to such great heights just to have what only appeared to be a little fun. Now,they were on the roofs,safely away from any civillians. It made things less difficult,but this left little amounts of things around to cast shadows. He had planned to use that jutsu from the start,but he had received new instructions not to use any jutsu at all.

Damn that Naruto. Always trying to spare even the smallest threat.

Bored and handsome sure was getting frustrated,but he had yet to use any physical attacks on Nagisa. She was certain that he was trying to do his best not to startle any civillians,and it was just in her good luck that he was refraining from doing so. However,she knew it would be better for both of them if she just ended this silly game and willingly surrendered. 'Cutie seems to have a reluctant nature,' she thought with a smirk. 'Im sure if I slow down,he'll handle me with care...'

Nagisa was just a few buildings ahead of her pursuer,when she decided to stop and turn around. As she'd predicted,the man also came to a stop,much further away than where she was standing. "Hey,I'm getting really tired of this game," he called out to her. He stood there,unmoving without a word for another minute. At this distance,he was still trying to analyze her? Nagisa had to admit that this was impressive. The chase had gone on for at least half an hour now,and she hadn't even broken a sweat. However,if he gave up on her,there was bound to be others who would pick up where he left off. She had to explain herself soon...but right now,something was begging her not to.

"Tired already?" the woman giggled,running her slender fingers through her choppy,raven locks. Shikamaru couldn't deny that with the combination of those dark,blue eyes and the way that fishnet hugged so tightly around her fair,curvacious body....well,maybe she might have just been worth the challenge she was. While Shikamaru hadn't exactly become a pervert as many of his other male friends had,he was still a man,and not even he could look at a scantily dressed woman without so much as batting an eyelash.

The way that dark blue coat was flying out behind her during their chase had given him sneak peeks of the way her skirt had started to hike up on her long,slender legs. He imagined just what would go down if they were to engage in physical combat. Would she attempt to fight him off? Maybe,he'd even get as lucky as getting a few shots of her--

Damnit! What kind of thoughts were those,from a shinobi of his age and caliber? This girl was a lunatic,and an enemy or so it seemed.

She had finally slowed down,and this was his moment to capture her. As the woman continued to talk,Shikamaru allowed his mind to drown out her taunting little speech and begin to go to work in forming a plan. 'No jutsu...she's too fast to catch alone or with the help of anyone else...and there's just no way she's going to give up if I ask her nicely...is there?'

The man had stopped chasing Nagisa completely. Maybe he really was tired of this game. If that was the case,then it would be the perfect time for her to up and walk away. Nagisa had to get to the Hokage as soon as possible. They were running around a giant field in this fun little game,and the Hokage was home base. As the man continued to study her,she realized that his hesitation might also be a distraction. Was it okay to use her Sharingan? No,it was her trump card. Besides,she didn't need it to avoid the grabby hands of this particular shinobi. He was too well-reserved to attack,and right now he was keeping his distance anyway.

He was the only one that seemed to be tailing her openly at this point,but now something else had begun to bother her. Earlier,about five minutes before her last leap to this very roof,she had sensed a very strong chakra signature in the distance. Surely,the shinobi of this village weren't so weak,that they had to send their Hokage out...no,she was sure this was not the case,but she couldn't be sure...not unless she used her Sharingan...

Shikamaru groaned and stood up right,rolling his shoulders sorely. 'This is practically impossible without any jutsu..' he told himself,extinguishing any remnants of loop-holed strategies left that he had in his mind. It was time to give up,because frankly,if someone like him couldn't think of a way to solve the situation,it would be a while before anyone ever caught this woman.

Oh,women.

To this day,he still found them to be the most complicated beings to ever walk to planet. What was it that made them think that leading you on was just a good idea? In his opinion,if someone truely wanted something they'd be better off coming out and saying.

But apparently,he was dealing with a modest woman here; or so he thought.

"Take me to your Hokage!" she called,crossing her arms and stomping one of her knee high,lace up black boots. "You're really boring. If we're done playing,then have them send someone else,"

"They already have,"

At the sound of a familiar dark tone,Shikamaru's head snapped up. Standing behind the unsuspecting woman,a raven haired man crossed his arms,onyx eyes narrowed. A gentle breeze carried across the row of multi-colored roofs,stealing the tension away for only a moment,before bringing it back with a density of ten fold.

Spikey raven locks danced,and became still as the wind finally settled. Shikamaru understood that it was time to bow out.

"Alright,then," he sighed tiredly. "I'll leave it to you,Sasuke. I'm off,"

The male Uchiha said nothing as he slid the long,metal blade slowly out of the sheath behind his back,dark eyes focused on the back of the woman before him. Without a doubt,this was definitely the woman that the shinobi of the Leaf had been chasing for a good half hour. A smirk played on his lips,as a wave of eagerness stirred within him. It'd been a while since he'd faced a challenge. He hoped she would make for a formidable opponent.

"No more running now," said the low voice of Nagisa's new pursuer. She withheld a giddy laugh,already sensing the amount of confidence this person had for himself; it was apparent in the tone of his voice. He was drawing a weapon on her of some kind now. Something metalic. Maybe a sword?

"Sasuke!" called the boy in front of her,nearly about to take his leave. "You can't attack her," he said. "That's our orders,"

A sigh came from behind Nagisa,and she shivered with excitement,feeling the warm breath carry along the wind and travel gently over her shoulder. He was impatient,but it seemed he would still follow the orders of his precious superior.

"You can go now," the dark,firm voice said,but Nagisa new he was speaking to his partner. The man with the ponytail gave a brief nod,and then he was off,leaping in the opposite direction among the rooftops.

The man behind Nagisa made no insentive to move. Was he also going to analyze her? She had not been this close to her previous opponent; well,only for a fleeting moment,before she'd made her escape. Something about the dark presence behind her had begun to make Nagisa's skin crawl. He was giving her goosebumps. There was something so familiar about him,that she found her thoughts drifting on to another person entirely. Someone just as equally intimidating,exciting with a presense so intoxicating,just a mere sweep or a gaze of charcoal eyes was more than enough to leave even the most detached person with a subtle hint of curiousity.

Damn.

She hadn't even seen the guy,and already she was throwing him into comparison with Itachi. A grin spread over her lips,as she heard a soft chuckle coming from behind her. "As if..." she whispered.

"As if,what?" the man's voice came. "Do you think you will not be captured? I can assure you..." a hand came to rested on Nagisa's left shoulder. She could feel it taking on a firm grip,sending giddy jolts of excitement bursting within her body. Unlike his friend,his hands weren't so grabby. No,they were steady and confident,as if they were sure that they would definitely get whatever they were reaching for.

"...that I will definitely have you..." he finished finally, confirming all of Nagisa's racing thoughts.

With an impulsive,yet skillful bound,Nagisa freed herself from the hand of the unknown, feeling a burst of adrenaline surging through her body,as she flew through the air. Her new high did not crash down on her as her feet touched the ground,but instead escalated even further. For some reason,her pursuant had released her without so much as a finger twitch of hesitation. This pleased Nagisa,for she wanted to get a full inspection of the person that wished to play with her.

Two piercing garnet eyes staring daggers in her direction had been the last thing the woman had expected to see.

His skin was fair and flawless,much like her own. Dark,raven colored hair all dishelved in an array of spikes graciously complimented such a complexion,though his choppy fringe made it rather difficult to see his eyes at first. This was quickly resolved though,as a gentle wind blew between the two,brushing black threads away from his face. He was giving her an intense glare with those familiar,red orbs adorned with the same three orbiting black tear drops. Despite her suprise,Nagisa had found her smiling openly. Things had suddenly gotten more interesting than she could have ever fathomed.

Another Uchiha. And he was quite the looker.

"Come here," he beckoned. Nagisa allowed herself a chuckle but no more. She was still drinking up his good looks and didn't want to do anything to provoke him into moving.

"If I come to you,what will you do to me? Walking to you so willingly would mean the same thing as admitting defeat,right?" she gambled. The man's eyes narrrowed,and Nagisa felt her heart leap with excitement. Were they going to fight? Testing her own ability against his would certainly be fun,but she had to remember she was supposed to play nice. 'Meh,what could a little rivaling battle hurt?'

"Your fun time is over,whoever you are," the male Uchiha said in a stern voice. "Show me your power,or I am going to kill you,"

Oh. So that's how it would be.

Nagisa stood up right and placed her hands on her hips. "Now,now," she said,shaking a finger scoldingly. "Let's just play nice,okay? You're a man and you seem to have a lot of pride. You're also really cute,though not as attractive as my sensei. So,I suggest that if you don't want to have your ass handed back to you on a plate by the end of our conversation,I advise you to turn tail and run away while I'm giving you the chance,"

Oh,ho ho...

That had certainly done it. Nagisa flashed the man a wide,pearly grin. "So hey,should I still come over or what?" she called,waving a hand.

The garnet hues of the man's eyes seemed to begin to smolder with an anger that sent his body shuddering briefly. Nagisa watched his form trembling,mistaking it for a sign of fear or excitement. "You talk a lot," she heard him snarl,as he reached behind to reclaim his sword. The metallic scrape of the blade sliding out of the sheath echoed from the distance between them.

Nagisa shifted her weight and crossed her arms over her chest. So he was really going to fight her? Well,maybe this wouldn't reflect on her so well in the future,but for now,her curiousity had stolen her better judgement. Her sensei hadn't told her about there being a third Uchiha,let alone one residing in this particular village. It wasn't like him to leave such a vital detail out of his explainations. Had he known? He had to have known. So then,why...?

Nagisa only had a moment to recollect herself,as the mysterious man before her had taken the liberty of closing the distance between them,himself. He was coming at her full speed,with the long blade of his sword flashing,glinting in the late afternoon sunlight. She had to think quickly about what she should do. Attack? His deadly demeanor had certainly showed her that he would,by no means,be going easy on her. The look in his eyes was so vicious and determined,she had trouble trying to leap off the edge of the building until precisely the last second.

She had spoken so boldly of the easy feat he would be,and in result to that,he had released an anger that was lethal. Nagisa didn't have time for this. She had to find the Orange Ninja; the Seventh Hokage. She knew his exact location,as she'd managed to pinpoint it earlier,and as far as she could tell he hadn't moved an inch. This was an Uchiha. A remnant of her clan; one who shared the same blood.

Nagisa's eyes narrowed,closing them briefly as she accelerated her running pace. The two of them had launched into a full-scale chase to the death,with only a simple exchange of words. Some Nagisa thought,as of now,she probably shouldn't have said. The breeze behind her had suddenly subsided,as she felt her new hunter closing in on her. She was just within arm's length of him. More than enough closed distance for him to run the blade of that shiny sword right through her,if murder was his true intention. Did he really mean to ignore the orders he'd been given? He'd been told not to attack her,and he'd hesitantly complied,but it seemed now,as though that action had been all but a false sign of truce.

Nagisa had to keep her wits about her. If this man truely intended to murder her upon first chance,she would definitely have to fight him off. She couldn't afford to die on this mission. Not while Itachi was patiently awaiting her return. Open arms...smiling eyes...

There was no way. She would have to use the Sharingan.

A garnet eclipsed halved the twin spheres of her onyx eyes,soon becoming two full,red moons. From her jacket,Nagisa pulled a kunai out and swiftly turned to face her opponent with a power now equal to his. A smirk played on his lips,eyes narrowed as the clash of there weapons reverberated in the warm,afternoon air.

"So you've finally decided to get serious,huh?" he said with a dark chuckle. His mocking tone made Nagisa's jaw clench,suddenly furious that he was fending her off so effortlessly.

"Not quite sure what you mean," she replied,taking a step in to further her exertion. He seemed to be letting up,as the blade no longer forced against the kunai in her hand. "I was having a lot of fun with your handsome friend,"

"Handsome friend?" the male Uchiha scoffed. "What's wrong? Is your new opponet not as attractive?"

Nagisa allowed her head to fall forward,shoulders shaking in uncontrollable laughter. "Please," she whispered,regaining herself. The edge of her weapon ground against the silver blade,making a rather irritating,metallic screech. The man,appearing to greatly dislike the abuse of his shiny toy,drew back the sword and thrust it forward,but Nagisa was out of harm's way before it could reach its destination.

She was running again,but this time,not away from him. She was leading him along,and whether he seemed to know this or not,it didn't seem to show. He was so driven on capturing her,so hot on her heels,that the thought of jutsu had so fortunately not yet occured to him. Tucking the steel kunai back inside her coat,Nagisa lept to the next roof,a wide gap between the two buildings where she momentarily sailed across the air. She began the appropriate hand seals for her very first,through probably not last,jutsu. It seemed as though he hadn't taken notice,and with this,Nagisa currenly had the upper hand in this fight.

White chakra emanated from the female Uchiha's fingertips,as she rose a hand to her mouth,half cupping it there as to properly guide a blast of oncoming flames. The smoldering fire bursted forward towards her unsuspecting opponent,white flames licking ravenously at the hems of his dark clothing. He'd managed to escape her a little less than exactly the right moment,but no damage had been done.

A smirk formed on the lips of Sasuke's female opponent. Finally,she'd begun to act seriously,though her shinobi skills proved to be dulled at the moment. Perhaps,it had been because of a most startling discovery. Had she come,unaware of the existance of another Uchiha? And where the hell had she come from,anyway? Not only was she there,existing with impossibility before his eyes,but she was also a female...a female Uchiha,and they were battling it out,toe to toe. The smart thing to have done from the start would have been to attempt some kind of compromise. That,or trap her in some sort of jutsu while her Sharingan had been deactivated. However,Sasuke was simply not the compromising type,so it would probably be best to go with the latter.

According to Shikamaru's warning,Naruto had ordered for the refrain of any physical attacks. What had led him to believe that an Uchiha,arrogant and so fleetingly impulsive,would ever think to return the favor? The wild game of tag had finally ended though,and the male Uchiha simply had to confirm the extent of her powers. He claimed he would kill her,but he knew there were too many reasons why he shouldn't. He decided to feign in this battle,and entrap her in a genjutsu when she began to show signs of fatigue. Unlike his Sharingan,hers was imperfect; pure,as they'd been from the moment of birth.

Sasuke couldn't possibly destroy something with so much potential. He needed to analyze her more thoroughly. He wanted her; he envied her,even though at the same time,he did not.

She had escaped him again. Barely making a clean flee as his sword had swung out as if to impale her though the stomach. Perhaps it was his lack of meaning behind his movements,or maybe she was just that swift. Sasuke was becoming gradually frustrated by her feminine giggles,her sultry expressions,and the taunting tone of her voice even more as their battle progressed. She was leading him into an agression that,had it no so long ago become permenantly subdued by the bonds that he'd retied,he would have submitted himself to at the very beginning. No,Sasuke now posessed a firm sense of self-control.

There were still times where he would find himself shooting his mouth off angrily at his rivaling blond friend,but none of it would ever provoke him into a physical fight. He had gone into a series of metamorphasises in his life,some for the worst,but all molding him into the solid,stable man that he now was today.

No woman had ever been so crafty,as to subdue Sasuke into a heated struggle with himself,and despite even in this most critical,unforseen twist of events,he was not going to break that life long record. Sasuke Uchiha would conquer the daring quintessence of his haughty,female counterpart,and drag her back to the Seventh Hokage. The words of his previous promise held tight to his memory,reminding him that this had to be done. Whatever else was to come in store for the last female Uchiha depended soley upon the village's decision. Just as his own fate had.

With all of these thoughts swirling around in the male Uchiha's mind,he had somehow managed to narrowly dodge a blast of fierce white flames,heavily intent on burning his entire essense into ash. Her dexterity had suddenly grown more refined,no longer a diamond in the rough,but a jewel,gleaming with beauty. Without realizing it,Sasuke had just mentally confirmed something unexpected with himself. This woman was,in fact beautiful. Not just in her physique,but in her every fluid movement. She moved in such a graceful manner,Sasuke found himself suddenly more concentrated on every turn of her body,rather than the actual jutsu she was throwing at him.

He hadn't ever wanted their fight to go on for this long. From what he could conclude,the extent of the woman's jutsus ranged basically from fire-based attacks; all pure white flames. Of course,every shinobi had a hidden weapon. Something told Sasuke that,with the depleting amount of fight left within her,he was about to see hers soon.

Not long after another round of spiraling flames being spat in his direction,the woman had finally come to a rest. Her posture became slack,bending over with her hands on her knees,and panting as if she were nearly out of breath. While her body clearly showed that it was starting to tire,the expression in her eyes simply told Sasuke that,in no way,was she ready to call it quits. Sasuke let out a slight chuckle. He was very impressed with his opponent's stamina. However,he didn't feel like dragging her unconcious body back to Naruto,or even through the town for that matter. No,this had to end with her walking away with him. Maybe a little verbal exchange was in order. Sasuke decided to try his luck.

Sliding the long-bladed sword back into its sheath,the male Uchiha sighed,and crossed his arms. The woman still held her glower strong to his form,as if somehow she could make him incinerate just by looking at him. He took this moment to study her features. Inky black hair,glossy and layered that came at different,uneven lengths around her shoulders. Her dark fringe hung across her forehead,clipped away with two twin silver pins. Her dark blue eyes were framed with long,sooty lashes,and from what Sasuke could tell,there was a generous amount of black make up out lining those eyes. It added a sort of dark,playful look to her innocent face,and Sasuke found that it was very much to his taste.

Much to his what? What was he even...

"Hey," he called,placing a hand on his hip. "So,do you have a name? I've taken an interest in you. You're a skillful opponent,and I thought it'd be nice to at least know your name," Sasuke finished awkwardly and scratched the back of his hair.

Hearing the man's voice,Nagisa got to her feet,though stumbling a bit at first. He wanted to know her name? A shrill laugh escaped her lips,and she stared at the man from the distance between them. "Why?" She asked. "Not sure what to put on my grave stone?"

"Something like that," the man replied,nearly rolling his eyes. The sun was starting to set in the sky,leaving both of their profiles concealed by slight shadows. "Look," the male Uchiha said,uncrossing his arms. "I don't want to play this game with you anymore. I have a lot of questions for you,and I'm sure you have a lot for me. Just come quietly and we can--"

"Nagisa," Nagisa mumbled. The man raised a dark brow.

"What?"

"Nagisa!" she repeated,loudly. "My name is Nagisa!"

Nagisa. So that was her name.

"Well,Nagisa," Sasuke sighed. "I really had fun chasing you around the entire village,waisting absurd amounts of chakra,while you laughed,giggled and other annoying bullshit I can't bother to rename,"

"Yeah?" the woman replied. "Glad I could entertain you,but I have other things to do now--"

"Sasuke," Sasuke said. "My name is Sasuke,"

Nagisa gave an indifferent shrug,now dusting herself off as she stood. "Cool story,bro. So um,if we're done here--"

"My friend would like to meet you," Sasuke pressed on. He'd decided,despite how uncharacteristic it was,he would take on an entirely new approach. The persistant approach.

The Naruto approach. And for whatever reason,it began to work.

"Your friend?" Nagisa repeated,hands sliding down to rest on her hips. This man was quickly changing his tune. The smoldering anger behind his eyes had seemingly been extinguished. His sudden change in demeanor left the female Uchiha curious. "Hn...so,who is this friend then?"

Sasuke bit his lip,fighting a smirk. She'd taken the bait,then. Well that was just fucking dandy. Maybe he'd try this approach more often. "He's the leader of this village. If you want our Hokage,I can assure you that he won't allow himself to become subdued. He'll do everything in his power and put up a fight,before you can get your hands on him," Sasuke replied. "Even then,you probably won't be able to leave with him. He'll turn the tables on you quickly before you could ever realize what's happening,"

Sasuke recalled the time where this had happened to him three years ago. It was on the battlefield in the forth shinobi war. The loud-mouthed blond had gone on and on about how Sasuke was so important to him. The Uchiha had been too far gone. Too arrogant and attached to power to realize that the bonds he thought he'd severed were in fact,forever in tact. He could run to all the ends of the earth and still,Naruto wouldn't hesitate to chase him. The conclusion that Sasuke had come to that day was that the bond between friends could not even be destroyed upon death. He'd made his decision to kill the future Hokage,but it was to no avail.

Through all the truths and all the physical and emotional confliction,Sasuke had finally allowed himself to open and listen to his former friend. With his brother dead,and having learned the truth,any further course of spiteful action was simply futile. Sasuke had lost his reason for life in that moment. But Naruto had given him a new one.

"You can run and or fight me all you want,but the only way you're going to win is if you leave this village now," Sasuke continued. "I can't even promise I won't come looking for you later. There are things I want to know,and like I said,I'm sure you're just as curious. So drop your arrogant act for a while,and just come with me,"

Just come with him? Where did this guy get off,trying to be nice all of a sudden? Not moments ago,had they been in a heated spar to the death. He planned to kill her. He'd told her,himself. So just what the hell was he getting at now? There was only one person that could show her ruth like this...only one.

"Hn.." Nagisa turned away,back to the man. "Why are you changing your tune?"

"I don't know," was his reply. He really hadn't the slightest clue. Perhaps,it had been these past few years that had allowed his blond friend's benevolent charisma to finally rub off on him. Was such a thing even possible? He guessed that, after all that had happen,it probably was.

"Come on,Nagisa," Sasuke said,hoping that adding her name would somehow show his attempt at sincerity. The woman turned around,still wearing an expression of disdain,but even that was a mild improvement compared to the recent scowl she'd been giving him.

"Your Hokage..." she mumbled. "He's...he's...a nice person?"

"Yeah," Sasuke replied. Without her realizing,he'd taken a daring leap across the two buildings that stood between them. Now that he was closer,he could easily read her features. She was contemplating. Just one more push could either cause her to give in,or have her with her claws out.

Sasuke decided that he would gamble.

"He wouldn't punish you...he's way too benevolent for his own good. He's..." the Uchiha felt his cheeks burn at the thought of his next words.

"He's my best friend,"

The remainder of Nagisa's uncertainty seemed to suddenly melt away. "Best friend? You're the Hokage's best friend?"

A scowl threatened to overcome Sasuke's mild expression. "W-well...yeah,"

"Let's go," the woman said. Her words nearly floored him. 'Really?' He thought,grumbling inwardly as she grabbed onto his hand. 'That was all it took?'

He suddenly felt flustered at the feeling of another being pulling him along. It was something a certain,pink haired female would attempt to do so many years ago,though he was heavily relieved when she'd begun to pursue another man. While Sasuke held no particular interest for any women at all in the village,he didn't mind engaging in small talk with them now and then. Sasuke was also well against any form of physical contact,with any sex,of any sort.

For whatever reason.

As the woman he fought tooth and nail with now pulled him off the roof to run through the streets of the village,he stared at the familiar fan symbol on the back of her fluttering blue coat.

"Come on!" she called over her shoulder,jerking him forward as he stumbled along. Sasuke's brows knit in slight irritation.

"What do you mean,come on? You don't even know where you're going,you idiot," he shot back.

"I do!" she insisted. He was too out of breath to argue with her. Something else was also troubling the Uchiha. Something besides the clammy feel of their hands. Something besides the physical fatigue beginning to make his body feel heavy. Was it the way she was running so fast,pulling him along at the same speed that was making his heart hammer? Was it the sound of her laughter,that only resurfaced familiar habits,mumbling things such as idiot and moron? What was happening to all of that verbal confidence?

Sasuke couldn't wrap his mind arouund his current predicament. He could only remain slack jawed as the strange,blue eyed woman tugged him through the streets of Konoha. Once again,the tables had been turned on him.