Possesion of Me

Wow I haven't posted anything in half a year! So many things in my life have prevented me from writing. College, being president of an anime club, DeviantArt, dubbing on YouTube....SO MUCH TO DO!! Plus the fact that I've had some major writers block. I have at least 5 different stories started and none of them are finished. I hope ya'll can forgive me.

For the time being, I'll present you with this. It was supposed to be a oneshot, but it grew into massive proportions. It won't be nearly as long as WHN, but it will be several chapters.

Oh and anything in italics are song lyrics from Sarah Mclachlan's song "Possesion". I have this story follow with the song, but not the entire song is used in this one chapter. Hope you enjoy!!

Possesion of Me-Chapter 1

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(Sasuke’s POV)
Listen as the wind blows

From across the great divide

The nights had been hard since he left. I wasn’t used to him leaving me behind. It had been a week ago that Naruto left on his latest mission. As a former missing-nin, I wasn’t allowed to leave the village unless it was with him and I wasn’t needed this time. For now, I had my chakra inhibitor on; a necklace in the shape of Naruto’s spiral. Of course, this was done at the Hokage’s request, but the design was purely Naruto’s. I didn’t mind it though. If it made Naruto secure in knowing that I was staying and that I was his, it didn’t matter.

Sitting out on the balcony of our apartment, I could feel the wind blowing through the trees. I could almost feel Naruto, his personality being very similar to wind. He could be forceful when he needed to be, but become gentle without a moment’s notice. This element is what kept us from ever truly being separated. Thinking of being divided just brought back memories of the past. A past I didn’t want to be part of anymore.

Voices trapped in yearning

Memories trapped in time

Abandoning the village for power wasn’t something I could avoid, but it didn’t mean I didn’t do it with regrets. Leaving behind Konoha wasn’t the problem. I wasn’t afraid to sever the bonds that I had with the village or its people; except for one. Naruto was the one bond that I wasn’t willing to break with. I was glad that it was Sakura who was the one who had tried to stop me. If it had been Naruto, I never would have left. We shared a bond that, at the time, was hard for me to grasp. At 12, I didn’t understand why my heart clenched every time I saw him hurt or why I had to hold back a smile when he smiled at me. It never occurred to me how important that bond really was.

Unfortunately, he finally caught up with me at the Valley of the End. It was hard to see him struggle with the concept that I was going to leave and there was little to nothing he could do to stop me. I kept chanting in my mind, ‘Come on Naruto! Keep trying…keep trying and I will break down for you.’ That’s what he did. Naruto never gave up in trying to uphold our bond. Even when I had transformed into a hideous gray-winged beast, he still pleaded with me. Still was trying to convince me that everything would be ok if I just went back to the village with him. I had almost caved into his promises, almost. My chidori struck him down and something inside of me snapped.

‘What good had all his pleading done?’ I thought to myself as I stared at his motionless body. There was still part of me that wanted him to get up and drag me back, but he never stirred. The rain falling from above hid my tears of frustration. I had nothing holding me back now. Naruto was the last obstacle to overcome. I had turned my back on him then, not realizing the anguish I was to put myself through.

Entering Sound had been no difficult task. Kabuto was ready and waiting for me right at the border and left me no time to give a reason for my current state. No conversation passed between us during our trek to the underground hide-out. It gave me time to dwell on what I had done to Naruto. He would likely wake up and realize that I had gone, that I had abandoned him. Regret flooded through me, but I didn’t let it show. There was nothing I could do to repair the damage wrought upon the blonde.

Upon arriving at the base, Orochimaru greets me with a knowing look. It’s as if he knew what was going on inside my head. I just look away, not wanting to deal with him in the least. He took the hint and showed me to my room. There was nothing personal about it. This was all just business. I knew what he wanted from me. I knew that he wanted to put his soul into my body. Yet at the time, I didn’t care. I just wanted revenge upon my brother. It was obvious that I needed Orochimaru for that goal to even be possible.

The night is my companion

And solitude my guide

Training started immediately. The snake didn’t give me time to relax and get familiar with my new surroundings. And if I said Orochimaru’s training was easy, I’d be lying. Sessions would last hours, if not days without break. Most times I would enter my room with some kind of new wound. Kabuto was ordered not to heal me, Orochimaru believing that healing myself would make me stronger. I honestly didn’t want Kabuto touching me anyway. He was too close to Orochimaru. I didn’t know what he would do to me besides heal.

The only times I would find peace would be during the nights. The darkness night would separate me from everything. Being alone was something I was used to and at one point in my life, it was something I hated. Now, I savored it. I could go back to Naruto and pretend that nothing ever happened. Drifting in my fantasies, I could explore my relationship with him, push past our current relationship to something more.

I had figured out months into my training what I felt for Naruto. Ours was an eternal bond, though if it was love, I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t have known that I loved Naruto, I didn’t know him as well as I should have. I did know that I wanted to spend what time I had left to learn more about him. Orochimaru had countless files on much of the village of Konoha. Even many of the villagers themselves had their own profiles. It was easy to find things about Naruto. Countless books mentioned him. It was on my first day of research that I had discovered that the demon Kyuubi was never defeated, but sealed. He was sealed inside of Naruto. I learned of the fact that the Fourth Hokage was Naruto’s father and that his mother came from a different village. The words I had said to him back at the Valley of the End came rushing back at me. I had accused him of not knowing what it was like to lose family. How wrong I was. Naruto had it worse than I did. Not only did he grow up alone like I did, but he also had to deal with the abuse and criticism of the villagers.

Would I spend forever here

And not be satisfied

For the next year, I spent every available moment researching Naruto. I found out so much about him that I should have known before. I didn’t know his birthday was October 10. It was the same day the Kyuubi was ‘defeated’. This also explained why he was never around on that day. Bad memories were probably associated with that date. I became obsessed with knowing everything about him. Hours only felt like mere moments locked away in research. I could never get enough though. I always craved more. I knew in the back of my mind what I really wanted. I wanted him in the flesh. I was tired of seeing pictures and reading text. I wanted to touch him, to truly know he existed.

Orochimaru must have noticed my obsession, for soon he started training me harder. More often than not, I would end up collapsing on the training grounds; not being able to move for hours. I started to resent him for it. Itachi’s death had started to become less and less important. Naruto was becoming my main priority and Orochimaru was holding me back. It was then I decided that spending time in the Sound had lost all worth.

For months I planned my escape and ultimately, Orochimaru’s death. It was difficult to say the least. Orochimaru’s constant training limited my time, but I sacrificed my precious research for it. If it meant I could have the real Naruto, it would be worth it. The plan was simple. All I had to do was fight against the snake. I know I couldn’t take him on as an equal, but my sharingan had surpassed what Orochimaru was knowledgeable of. I had developed my own techniques that could rival the mangenkyou. Though I couldn’t force imagery onto another person, I could force them to live out their worst fears. I had tested it out on some of Orochimaru’s lesser minions and mastered it within weeks. My new sharingan, the Osore shanringan, would be my secret weapon.

Three years had passed since I had left Konoha. Nearly three years since I had last seen Naruto. I could feel the effects. I had become more cold and even more distant. And if possible, even more obsessive, but not over my brother. No, he had taken second seat to Naruto, nowhere near was Itachi as important as the blonde.

Orochimaru was now ready to overtake me. It had gotten to the point that the snake started to look at me with wanting eyes. He had no more desire to train me, knowing that soon he would have no need of the individual Sasuke to know anymore jutsu. I had learned enough so the transition would be successful, that Orochimaru wouldn’t be rejected from my body.

I didn’t struggle against Kabuto when he came to my room, telling me that it was time. I had to keep the mirage of trust intact. Orochimaru had to trust me till the end or all of my planning would have been for naught. Kabuto quietly led me to the place where the transition would occur. The silver-haired man had always been willing to chat with me before, but now he shrugged me off; as if I didn’t exist. I didn’t expect any less of him. He knew that he didn’t have to take anymore of my shit, that I would soon be erased from this world.

Ushering me inside, Kabuto quickly went to work setting up the room. I looked around, noticing the metal table I would soon be strapped to. That table could be my final resting place if I wasn’t careful. The gentle clinks and clangs of the medical instruments were the only sounds I could hear. Orochimaru hadn’t arrived yet. I had to breathe to calm myself, knowing that I needed to relax for this to work. As if reading my mind, the snake finally makes himself known, strolling silently into the tiny room. Ignoring Kabuto completely, Orochimaru peers over at me. His eyes rake over my body, clearly making sure that I was still fit for his bastard soul.

“I sure hope you are ready Sasuke-kun. I promise that I will take revenge against your dear brother.” A sick smile lets me know that what he’s saying can’t be true, but he thinks there’s nothing I can do to stop him. He’s dead wrong. I just nod my head, not revealing any sort of emotion to the bastard. With one last smirk, Orochimaru turns to Kabuto, leaving me alone.

Taking off my shirt, I hoist myself onto the cold metal table. Lying flat on my back, I close my eyes and focus on what I’m about to do. It could all go terribly wrong, but I push that to the back of my mind. I think of Naruto instead. I picture his happy face when he hears that I’m going back with him to Konoha. I imagine what our life will be like when I tell him that I’ve done nothing, but think of him for all this time. He’ll be ecstatic. All too soon I’m brought back to the present by a cold hand on my shoulder. My eyes fly open only to glare at the snake himself.

“It’s time Sasuke-kun.” His cold, bony hands stretched themselves over my chest. I had to prevent myself from flinching, not wanting him to know that I wasn’t willing anymore to let him overpower my soul to have control over my body. Kabuto isn’t anywhere in sight, leaving me only with Orochimaru in this dark, dank room.

Ah yes a cliffhanger. I know people hate reading these, but authors love to write them! I don't know when I'll be updating this. Please leave a review! They help me want to write faster for you guys!!