The Journey (Naruto x Solo Leveling Fanfiction)

A New Reality

I don't own solo levelling or Naruto

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You're still too weak...

...you don't have enough hate.

And you know something?

You never will!

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Sasuke straightened out of his bed, his breathing frantic and desperate. He gingerly rubbed the back of neck as he surveyed the white room around him. Wiping the sheen of sweat that had accumulated upon his forehead he noticed the many machines and tubes sticking into his body, the smell of anaesthetic being a telltale sign about his current situation. He was in the hospital.

'How did I get here?'

Just as those thoughts trickled into his mind, memories of the past blasted him unforgivingly. So he had defeated Ivar and his lackey, but he wasn't able to do much further after being poisoned by his blade. His body was weak and tired, but the painful muscle spasms that he experienced from the poison were non-existent. It seemed his wounds had been treated.

'Wait...' Sasuke's mind suddenly went blank as fear stabbed his heart. This was bad.

If he was in a hospital then that meant he was in Konoha and if he was in Konoha then it meant he had been tracked down. But how? He was sure that he crossed the Valley of the End, it being the border of the Land of Fire. So how did Leaf ninja track him down? Regardless of whether he was in Konoha or not, he was definitely somewhere and he needed to get out.

He needed to get his bearings.

Ripping off the various wires and tubes stuck to him with those words repeating like a mantra in his head. He stumbled out of his bed towards the closed window ahead of him. It was probably a bad idea to leave through the window with how disoriented he was, but he was desperate to get out of this damned place.

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Sasuke heard a voice call out from behind him. He didn't want to turn, but this energy that he sensed gave off similar vibes to Ivar and that had given him pause. Was he found by someone native to this strange place?

In a red striped business suit and square rimmed glasses that framed his face perfectly, Sasuke saw a strange man with this sly smirk that he knew would get on his nerves if he were to be around the man for too long.

The man spoke once again, but it registered as unintelligible gibberish to his ears. Was he really that disoriented? Deciding that calming down was his best bet, he moved away from the window and faced the stranger. His thoughts were now less frazzled when he heard the man speak, but once again it registered as gibberish to him.

"What?" he uttered unknowingly. The man must have been speaking a totally different language, because he couldn't get a lick of what he was saying. Which was strange...

However, it was clear from the strangers presence that he wasn't from Konoha. It was dense and unfocused, similar to Ivar but this man's energy was less nightmarish. But the biggest indication was the huge amount of aura this man committed just by being in his vicinity. It was almost suffocating.

'He's leagues above Ivar, it's not even a contest...'

"Uh, What...is your name? My... Choi Jong-In." the man, Choi Jong-In, introduced himself, the words, scarily, unfamiliar on his tongue. Choi offered a hand for him to shake, but Sasuke just rose a brow. "Uchiha Sasuke."

Choi nodded, pulling his hand away and smiling awkwardly, that sly smirk having long since vanished. He cleared his throat, "Sas...uh, Uchiha... I have...a questions for you," he said, the words being difficult for him to get out as if he's never spoken this language before and he probably hadn't.