"Answer my question. The pain in your chest won't stop until you do."
Stop?
Foolish little brother.
The pain never stopped, Sasuke. Not for me. Not ever.
Not since I was three, and I saw the look in father's eyes when I missed my kunai target.
Not since I got second in that one test in the academy, and was told I had failed the clan.
Not since I received my order to destroy the clan, and had to sit and eat dinner across from you like I didn't have to destroy your world in a matter of weeks.
Not since Shisui gave me his eyes and told me to kill him, and I held him underwater until his chakra was gone.
Not since mother smiled at me when I pulled a sword through her gut, whispering that it was okay.
Not since I trapped you in a genjutsu that made you relive your family's death over and over, and I knew that I had to make sure the person I loved more than anyone else in the world hated me more than anything else in the world.
Not since I saw you again when you were a genin, and you tried in vain to kill me.
Not since I saw you again just now, and I knew I would die by your hand, with you hating me, and me having the knowledge that I turned you into the vengeance obsessed machine you are today.
No, Sasuke. The pain never stopped.
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I got this idea watching episode 135 of Shippuden, when Sasuke sticks a sword through the second genjutsu Itachi and starts asking about Madara. It just came to me randomly and I typed it up in a few minutes. It's kind of a drabble, I guess. It's unedited, I just decided to throw it out there. Reveiw!
Thanks,
-Lynx
