I actually wrote this a while ago, but I figured I might as well post it. Someone some where's bound to like it, I guess. I don't own Naruto.

"All For Sasuke"

Sasuke always wanted to be better than me, even when he only desired our father's praise. He always wanted to defeat me, even before I gave him a reason for vengeance. He used to follow me everywhere, gazing up at me with adoring eyes, unable to detect a single flaw. He admired my strength, my stealth, my aim, my power. In return, I cared for him when our father didn't.

Father never cared; he only noticed Sasuke when I realized my power and turned from the clan. Mother never cared, not really; she was his mother and took care of him, but she favored me as well. They watched, praised, pampered me, and ignored their younger son. He wasn't a prodigy.

The others called him cute, pinched his cheeks, and continued on their ways, ignoring him. They cared at first; he could be another prodigy, another Itachi. They ignored him after though, when he was normal.

The Uchiha clan cared nothing for individuals. People didn't matter. Emotions didn't matter. Only strength mattered. Strength dulled and stifled by being on of them.

I couldn't let them do that to Sasuke. I saw his potential, his strength. It matched my own, only later to bloom. The clan was blind. I couldn't let them bind him in chains with a fan painted on them, crippling his body and especially his mind. I refused.

I knew he could save the clan. He could save it from hatred, prejudice, and those chains every clan member must lock himself into. I knew he could save us, but first I had to save him. The clan would chain him down; our father would ignore him and stamp on him with his foot. Alone, he would learn the importance of the individual. With a goal he would learn the importance of power.

I threw away what chance I had at happiness to save him. That's all that matters. It's all that ever mattered. I live hated, feared, hunted, and scorned. All for him.

All for Sasuke.