Trick or Treat! Happy Halloween, Chosha. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the character(s) portrayed in this story. Sasuke Uchiha is the property of Mr. Kishimoto, as are all of the Naruto characters/ideas mentioned throughout.

A/N: This story is just a (sad attempt at a) little horror for a gift exchange on my favorite forum. Whether you read or not, I don't mind, but it was made especially for Chosha Kurenai and was based on what she asked for. NOTE that it is a little AU and there are implications that Sasuke's birthday is near Halloween/October. I know that it's actually in June...or July. Whatever.


Thirteen years have passed.

Today is the anniversary of my parents' death—my clan's end. It's also my birthday. I haven't celebrated my birthday for thirteen years. There has never been a reason to; I died that night along with the rest of my clansmen. For the longest time, I thought that my brother had somehow forgotten to kill me with the others. I was a mistake. The mistake that would end his life.

It might go without saying, but I always assumed that murdering my brother would grant me inner peace. I dedicated my life to bettering my techniques, growing stronger... And in time, I killed him. I killed my brother. If there was any satisfaction in having his blood on my hands, what I learned after his death completely shattered the feeling. People higher up had ordered him to kill our family and run. I wanted to confront the elders of Konoha. I wanted to make them pay for what they had done to my brother, to my family...to me. Instead, I just let it go.

For eleven years I had allowed thoughts of revenge to control my life. I wanted it to end.

I'm eighteen now, a legal adult, and for the first time in thirteen years...my friends are throwing me a birthday party.