The Revival of the Clan
Summary: A young girl, an ANBU member, a wretched clan, a young man, a wish for revival, a name: Uchiha…..
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto characters only the plot of the story
The Revival of The Clan
Chapter 1
~Prologue~
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke. I hate a lot of things, and I don't particularly like anything. What I have is not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I'm going to revive my clan, and kill a certain someone."
Uchiha Sasuke, age 12
First Official Meeting with Team Seven.
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Root… an organization hidden in the shadows… Konoha… a place where the leaves bloom, where the fire dances and where the dreams of young shinobi are born. In this organization and in this village that is hidden in the leaves hope can shine once again.
The Fourth Great Ninja War has come to an end. We were victorious. Uzumaki Naruto, the Kyubi Jinchuriki has saved the day, proving that will power and love for your friends and village can be the greatest treasure one can have…and the only way to save our world. We saved the world; we put a stop to that Tobi guy, but in times of war no one can utter the world "victory" or "triumph" without feeling a sharp pain in their heart, for with victory also comes loss. This time it was no different.
We lost many fine shinobi…our friends, our nakama, our family. But now we can all hold flowers of hope and smile, because we achieved our goal. We avoided utter destruction and we saved the remaining Jinchuriki. Heiwa… (=peace) we…I can finally grasp it.
Things turned out better than I thought though… We gained allies, we gained friends and the will to protect, to live, to endure, to hope, to make a brand new start from the ruins that are left behind in our home and in our heart. Growing up as a Root member never allowed me to see things clearly. That's why I could not comprehend the joy of Uzumaki Naruto and of Haruno Sakura, a village's kunoichi when Uchiha Sasuke returned to the village… as a prisoner. He defeated the reanimated Uchiha Madara and he was defeated by Naruto.
I strongly believe that they both held back. Sasuke didn't seem dissatisfied when he collapsed after the battle with Naruto. I kind of feel that this is what he wanted. They both collapsed…it was a draw. But, the shinobi restrained the Uchiha and he didn't resist. He just smiled at his friend. I was there and saw it all.
Now, Uchiha Sasuke is about to be released from his cell, after he agreed to act and live as a Konoha shinobi. Many still despise the young man, others simply don't care, others think that this is the opportunity to strengthen the village, and protect the precious 'Sharingan'. The Uchiha will be under strict monitoring for a long time though. Fair deal I might say. At least his friends are happy.
I fought in the war. It didn't matter. I lost nakama. It didn't matter. I am an ANBU member, a Root member. I have no life. I fight for the village. I protect. That is who I am…a nameless shinobi protecting the village from the shadows. That's what I believed, that is what I was taught. Now… I don't know. Root is no more and ANBU is trying to help rebuild the village like everyone else. I am a simple kunoichi working hard to finish the reparations of Konoha…to give form to our precious home once again. Everything is almost done. The only thing left to remind us of our misfortunes is us…our hearts. Secrets don't matter anymore… and I hold a lot of them.
"Heiwa…could you please give me that hammer?" the kind old man pleaded me. I was working on the last reparations on the West Block. It was our duty to help all the villagers. It was my duty to see the Village bloom again.
"Yes, of course, sir…"I said handing it to the shop owner, who I was working with that day. We almost finished building his shop and he seemed delighted.
"Arigato. You are a great help my child. Truly an amazing kunoichi…" the old man told me with a bright smile, while finishing his part of the work.
"Don't even mention it. It's my pleasure to help you." I replied rubbing the back of my head with a small smile.
"Heiwa, my dear…your parents must be proud...you are such a sweet girl." He said while smiling widely to me.
"Ah... you think so? Thank you…" I calmly said. Soon I was completely finished and since it was almost dark I decided to call it a day and get some rest.
"Well, see you around sir." I eventually told him waving my hand to leave. My working day was over.
"See you again, my child…" he gently waved back at me, proud and joyful that he had his life back at last, after the destruction of our village. He had his favorite shop again, after all.
While walking silently I kept on thinking...It must be so nice having people thanking you…admire the simple things you do. But, I wouldn't know. I have no parents, no siblings, no family. Heiwa is not my name. I almost forgot what my real name is. Is it real though? It must be. My mother named me with that. That must be my name. No one knows it anymore. Some papers might mention it…but that is all. My name is forgotten.
I quickly arrived to my house and I just decided to sleep. I have no friends. How could I? I have no life. However, I do have the one thing I was supposed to relinquish forever. I have feelings.
Feelings can make a shinobi cower, fear, fail, hurt. Unfortunately, I have them. I can't find any better word to describe those. That must be feelings. I wasn't supposed to have them. I was a Root member. Then again, that wasn't my choice either.
I had to be in Root. I had to be controlled. I had to be protected. Lord Danzō and the elders of Konoha had to protect that secret. That shame couldn't be brought up. I shouldn't exist. Now, I am a just a tool. I belong to the village. I am Konoha's guardian. But, I shouldn't exist…
Author's note: This was only the first chapter, so it really hasn't many things to show. (Sorry for that...) It is just the Introduction of the story. The next chapters will be better and better. I hope you want to continue reading... :)