For the longest time I thought I knew what true fear was. I better than anyone could recognize the pounding of my heart, the shortness of breath, the sweaty palms, and the pain that squeezes in my chest. I who didn't scare easily, was at this moment afraid for my life.

My name was Sasuke Uchiha, I was the last Uchiha. When I was still only a child my older brother whom I had loved dearly murdered our entire family.

It had started light. Only a few distant relatives and people we didn't have much contact with. Then one by one, right before my eyes, my relatives began dropping like flies.

The police hadn't known what to say. They investigated us one at a time; I being only a child wasn't given much thought. They only asked after the people in my house. I of course didn't know a thing. You would assume you would know every detail about the person you loved the most, and I thought he had no secrets that weren't whispered to me at some point or another.

When it came down to my household being the only one left we were watched around the clock. We didn't go to school or work. Food was brought to us and the police did all they could. Officers patrolled our yard night and day. I overheard a detective tell my father that by now the culprit was probably growing extremely agitated.

That was the night I woke up when I noticed I was sleeping alone. I had taken to sleeping with my brother out of fear, now he was gone and I was alone. Where had he gone? I slid out of bed and stepped lightly as I made my way out of his room and down the halls. I could hear something but I couldn't figure out what.

When I came a little closer I figured it out, it was the sound of gentle sobbing. I tried to be very careful not to make noise so as not to disturb them. I pushed the sliding paper screen open slightly and saw my brother's back. He was shaking and I could hear him whispering something between sobs.

"Okaasan. . .Please. . . I'm. . Sorry. ."

I felt dread curl inside the pit of my stomach; he was kneeling in a puddle of dark red. My first thought then was that he must be injured. I rushed a few steps into the room my voice caught halfway and I stopped.

"B-brother?"

When he heard me he became very still. He sat up straight and with every calm move he made my heart pounded faster. I put a hand on my chest sure that if I didn't my heart would beat right out. He turned to look back at me and smiled. His eyes were already dead. They were dull and lifeless. The eyes of a killer.

"Sasuke." his voice sounded so gentle and he turned to face me, I saw the knife in his hand. "You should be in bed. Aren't you tired?" He stood up and when he took the step to me I opened my mouth, everything after that happened in slow motion. When he realized what I was going to do he dropped the knife and dove for me. I took in all the air I could and he wasn't close enough to stop the high pitched scream that pierced through that awful night.

The rest as they say was history. He hadn't moved when the police broke in or tackled him to the ground. Hadn't made a sound at the three men holding him so harshly to the bloody floor. Raised no objection when an officer put an arm around me to lead me out. He had never let anyone touch me before and the thought had brought tears to my eyes.

That had been the last night I had said his name. It had started as a whisper that barely made a sound. But seeing as how he was watching me he probably read my lips. I had just gotten louder and louder. I was screaming his name out holding the man's shirt sobbing by the time I was put in a patrol car.

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Now I was standing in my small kitchen holding the phone as I was informed my brother had escaped. I could hear the doctor on the other end trying to get my attention. The phone slipped from my grasp and hit the floor. He escaped? How could he get out? He was in maximum security! I quickly grabbed the phone and realized how bad I was shaking. I sank to sit on the floor and pushed the phone hard to my ear to steady it.

"Are you sure? How does he just escape!" I know I sounded a little frantic and it wasn't ideal but it was better than freaking out and bolting.

"Yes , the kitchen caught fire and we had to evacuate and when we had it contained and the problem fixed he wasn't there. Everyone else was accounted for." He sounded like my reaction would decide whether or not he kept his job, then I realized it did. I took a deep breath.

"Thank you for telling me, please inform me when he is found." I hung up before I could beg him to check again. It wouldn't help if I went nuts and got shipped to a crazy hut. Wait, if I was. . . .No never mind.

I stood and put the phone on the jack. I was trying my best not to panic. He had to be walking or hitch hiking. Even doing that it would be a few days until he got here, and apparently this was a recent escape. My first plan had to to tell someone. I walked downstairs where I stored my guardian. A friend of the family Kakashi Hatake was also my teacher at school.

As I predicted he was lounging on his bed reading porn. Of course I couldn't tell from here what exactly the book was I was willing to bet the vast amount of money I had been left that it was. It was all the perv read in his spare time. I came and slumped into one of his chairs. He then glanced my way only a second before returning to the book.

"Sasuke-kun, you're shaking and paler than usual. Have you seen a ghost?" He sounded amused. Like I had some regular teenage problem!

I glared a dirty look at him. "He escaped Kakashi. He's gone." Saying it out loud made it all the more real and I couldn't hold myself up. I slumped forward in the chair. I heard Kakashi sit up and when I peeked he looked deadly.

"You mean Itachi." It wasn't a question. I knew Kakashi would protect me with his life, he was just that kind of guy. No matter how many weird stunts he pulled he was always more reliable than most. Most wouldn't peg him that way because of his looks, his platinum hair pushed off to the side in a spiked way, or the bandanna he wore covering his left eye. Even worse than that was the mask he wore all the freaking time. Most would cross to the other side of the street if he started walking on their side.

Not to mention the many times I was embarrassed at school because someone decided to switch my textbooks with a few of his own. Or the numerous times I woke up next to a blowup doll. Or the occasions where a censor bar was needed when his 'Dates' woke up before him and came down for coffee.

It was bad but it was better than some places I was sure. Besides, I could get Kakashi back. "Yes. . . Him." I heard him stand and he pulled his phone out of his pocket. The sound of the small clicks of the number pad died away as he walked silently out of the room. There was no telling who he went to call, but I was sure it would be a helpful call.

I stood and let out a deep breath telling myself again there was no sense in going into a panic over it. I would be fine. He wouldn't dare come after me, what would be the point? He had a whole world of people out there to kill, i certainly wasn't important enough. But still. . . .I ran up the stairs to my room and rushed into my closet. No not to hide, to prepare. I fought my way through all my clothes and shoes. Why did I have to have so many? I reached the back and dropped to my knees and started to move things until I reached the carpet. After finding the slit where it had been cut I pulled it back until I was able to lift the door leading to a small crawl space. Inside was just about all I would need to keep me safe. A few things to eat in case I was stuck inside, weapons, a mini radio, not to mention that the box was water and fire proof as soon as I closed the door. It even locked from the inside.

It had been a gift of reassurance from Kakashi. I pulled out a knife and holster and put that around my ankle. I got a small gun for my pocket and a slightly bigger one for my holster. Hell I hoped I looked more like a spy than a cowboy. It was a stupid request to a god I wasn't sure was there but it was kind of important to me.

I guess I was lucky this wasn't some story, or only a special weapon could stop him. Lucky me huh? I closed up my hide-away hole and pushed a bunch of stuff on top of it.

When I emerged from my closet Kakashi was there and holding a duffel bag. "Fill it up, you're going to Iruka and Naruto's. You have ten minutes." He handed it to me and walked out. Wow . . . No gay jokes, no cocky grin or any waggle of a brow. He was really worried. I started filling my bag full of necessary stuff. Clothes and such. Naruto would have anything else I needed, us being about the same age.

Naruto was my best friend I guess you could say. I didn't have many. Naruto Uzamaki was an orphan like me; he had never known his parents and was cared for by our teacher Iruka. They balanced each other I thought. Calm and rowdy. Responsible and stupid. Yea, they were perfect together.

Kakashi says that Naruto and I should go into the modeling business. That we looked good next to each other. I guess I could see where he was coming from there. Where my hair was the darkest of ebony, Naruto had blond. My skin was pale and my eyes dark. Naruto was tanned with blue eyes. Some things weren't fair, I was stuck with all the brains and I had brawn to. Naruto sadly had to rely only on his determination. Which I also had in spades.

These thoughts were enough to keep me occupied while I packed. I sat on my bed and stared at my hands. My mind started thinking back to dangerous times. Back when things were perfect. When my parents were there to take care of me and I went to school and was just a regular kid. When if I had problems with people my brother would protect me instead of me having to fight them off. My vision became cloudy and I wiped my eyes, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up and saw Naruto. He smiled his soft little smile.

"Hey Sasuke, let's go to my house." He spoke like I'd heard him speak a thousand times before; it was the voice he used on small animals and children. I stood and nodded, Naruto grabbed my bag and I took my school bag. I stood and looked over my room, noting where every item was. If it was moved, damnit I would know.

When we came down Kakashi had a bag just like mine, he was standing close to Iruka and it looked like they had been whispering. Iruka gave me that I'll-protect-you-so-have-no-fear smile. You know, the one teachers use in the midst of a crisis.

We went out and I and Naruto slid into the back of their car. He reached out and placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. Oh yea, now I remember, this was why Naruto was my friend because of his heroic attitude. I smiled a real smile at him as we started down the driveway.

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A/N So this was just something that came out when I was very bored. I felt like writing but I didn't know what. Well this is what came out! It started out as an image in my head and I was going to draw it but decided 'Hey I haven't ever written SasuIta' If I get enough people telling me they want to know what happens I'll continue. ^^ All it would take is like 2 people. So go ahead. Hit that review button. You know you really want to.

-Kayako 3