AIYH

Author: Ladelle

Rating: M

Comments:READ THIS OR YOU WILL BE UTTERLY LOST.

Hello! For all of you who haven't read my a/n on MLC or who haven't managed to visit my author page, something decidely important has happened with AIYH.

As in...I have decided to re-write it. And before you X out of this, know that I have already started and that the first chapter has been posted. I'm not the type of author to leave anything unfinished and I love this story too much to throw it away. It just needed some tweaking. Well, a lot of tweaking.

I sat down and hashed out an actual storyline and developed an amazing plot with even more incredible characters, so that the story would be deserving of all the love it received. It was a shell compared to what it is now, believe me.

I started AIYH on a whim months back and never properly planned for it, and to be honest, confused myself more than the readers which takes some kind of effort. I didn't really have plot direction for AIYH either...but the premise was really exciting and unique--something I really wanted to continue but in a much more organized and well-written way.

Therefore, I have re-written it. It is now under the name: Wrong Side of Normal, and the first chapter is posted on my author page. Even though I am sure many of you are disappointed, this new version will be ten times better. It will be fast-paced, have more SasuNaruSasu, and will be less difficult to understand. It will be even more new and inventive and...just better. I have to do what my writer's heart tells me, and it begged me to write something more worth both your while and mine.

A small bit of the first chapter is posted below so to not completely ignore ff net's requirements and I hope that all of you will trust my intuition and follow me in the re-written version. I promise you that it will be amazing, considering I already have it planned out...and considering I'm more excited about this fiction than any of my others.

So forget what you knew, start with a clean slate, and jump on the bandwagon. It will not disappoint.

Wrong Side of Normal: In a race against time against the one person Sasuke fears the most, there are only two things that matter. One, making it out alive. Two, making sure Naruto Uzumaki doesn't screw things up. SasuNaruSasu AU

Chapter One:

The storm that hovered over the quiet little town was anything but normal

The storm that hovered over the quiet little town was anything but normal. Dark clouds churned in the night sky, swirling and swarming like a manifestation of earthly evil, loud cracks of thunder echoing over the small city; effectively drowning out any signs of life.

The roads had been closed for hours and reports had warned drivers to find shelter; to stay out of the miserable and unexpected torrential downpour. Hail smacked down on the rough pavement of an old schoolyard hard enough to crack the concrete, and the lightning that flashed vividly in the sky shot clear across the horizon—stretching too far for anything ordinary.

It was too early in the summer for rain. A hazy fog had settled over the residential areas of the city, and as sewers began to gurgle and overflow, Sasuke Uchiha stomped through the mess of weather towards the house he reluctantly considered his home.

Something was wrong.

The book bag over his head was doing its job in protecting him against the vicious hail, which now seemed to be calming, but his shoes did little to effectively evade the running stream of water that trickled down the sidewalk. His socks were soaked and his feet were numb within them, and his school uniform was clinging to his body like a second skin.

No one had predicted this storm.

Not even him.

Sasuke flinched as the bright headlights of a car flashed in the distance and the low rev of an engine made him scowl. No one in their right mind would be out in this weather—especially when the flash flood sirens had made widespread efforts to clear the streets ever since he had left the academy. He was an exception.

He never went home until he absolutely had to.

The car came forward slowly and Sasuke made a valiant effort to avoid the cautious glare he was receiving from the driver. It made the ominous feeling in his stomach grow heavier, weighing on his conscience, urging him to pick up his pace. Even though the weather was awful and unexpected, it was only a small part of the disturbed feeling brewing in the pit of his stomach.

The car made a swerving noise behind him and Sasuke stopped, feeling the defensive part of himself freeze up. The driver had turned and was now directing the car back the way it had come, and Sasuke knew that it was because of him. The driver wanted something—directions maybe, he wasn’t sure.

As the car pulled up beside him he tilted his head towards the passenger side window that was opening, not willing to give the two travelers any sort of indication that he was a helpful Samaritan.

“Excuse me, but it seems like we may be a little lost,” the woman said and Sasuke was caught off guard when he had to strain himself to hear the comment. He glanced down and was even more skeptical when the woman who was addressing him was also no older than himself.

“There’s a gas station up the way,” Sasuke said noncommittally, motioning up the street. His insides were tight as he waited for them to respond, his skin curling at the suffocating feeling of the night. Something wasn’t right, and even the car in front of him didn’t seem to fit.

The girl smiled up at him, her luminous complexion catching on one of the overhead street lamps; kind eyes almost drawing him in. There was a sort of gravity around the vehicle that she was seated in, something unusual and odd that he couldn’t quite place. He lowered his head slightly to catch a glimpse of the driver and let his eyes narrow when it was a boy—again, someone his age.

“Do you need a lift?” the driver asked, his voice welcoming. Sasuke snorted and shook his head. His age or not, the two people in the car weren’t from his small suburb; it was easy to tell. Their car was old and their presence was too kind—only wealthy families lived near Sasuke and he doubted any of them were nice.

“Are you sure? It’s really pouring out,” the driver said again and Sasuke watched as disheveled locks of brown hair mussed as a tan hand ran through them. He shook his head again and turned on his heel, anxious to get home and avoid the strange car that moments later bolted up the street in the direction that he had given.

It wouldn’t be long until he arrived home, he thought vaguely, and he brought his book bag to his side as the hail finally let up. He could see the gas station blocks ahead of him, its lights looking dim in the still-constant downpour. He wondered if anyone was actually at the facility, or if they had gone home due to the weather.

As he turned the corner, he decided it wasn’t his problem.

It wasn’t as though he disliked the city, or even that he disliked the people that he knew in it. He had the same friends since his childhood and had his future lined up for him; an investment firm of his father’s was waiting with open doors once he graduated from college. He knew that any normal person would be perfectly content.

But then again, he wasn’t normal...

Read the entire first chapter on my author page! D