Hey! This is the first chapter, I hope you all like it and I would be grateful if you could review. If you think its crap I will simply just take it off but if you like it then ill carry on.

This is just basically the introduction and the Narrator is Sasuke himself. It will get better in the upcoming chapters and longer :D:D

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Chapter 1

When he was 21 my boyfriend almost became paralyzed, after healing slowly from he injuries he still never really told me what happened that night. It pained me but at the same time I'm thankful that he didn't, years have gone by and even today we never speak of the incident, but rather the events following up to it. He said it all started from when we first met, I disagreed, I said it started from the moment I was born, after thinking he was forced to agree.

I'd like to think that I was a normal 17-year-old boy but I wasn't, I was never interested in girls or guys, one thing went through my head and that was revenge. Today I now can see that I was blinded by the thirst of my brother's blood on my hands and not once had I even stopped to actually think of what I was too do after I had completed the task. But now I still think that I was not wrong to think this way, I had no one; I let no one in, I'll start off from when I was 9 years old...

I remember waking up one early morning and looking around my cold room, I was never one to complain about such things, but I felt that the room was too big. We lived in a big house...some will call it a mansion, my father owned a series of companies what brought in enough money to live through generations but he was thirsty for money...he never stopped. My brother, Uchiha Itachi, was too taking over from my father; pretty fair in my view because he was older I knew this. The one thing that bothered me is that I admired my brother out of all people yet I was jealous.

I had been compared to my brother all my life, it was annoying but I still kept smiling. My father was cold to me yet respectful to my brother but my brother took no notice of all the affection, my mother was the only person that showed affection to me and sometimes my brother did. I was always trying to impress my father but what would have been incredible for any other 9 year olds it was not enough for my father because Itachi had already done it but better. Being compared by all my clan was the worst though...they didn't know they were doing it so it just made it worse, it seemed natural for then to degrade me.

"Oh my Sasuke! I hear your doing well in school? Did you now that your brother could have been worthy for college at the age of 10? He really is a pride to our clan!" Old Mrs. Hatsuki had said one evening when I was coming back from school. It was hard to hear it but I always smiled because I always agreed.

"That's right Mrs. Hatsuki! I'm going to grow up just like him! You wait and see!" I would say confidently, she would smile and wave me off and continue with her gardening. Hell! I was proud of my brother just like the rest of the clan was, but there was something that I felt was not right. Itachi never looked proud, each day I would see him training harder, I wondered why. Why is it that he was so good that he would spend most the day training, yes, the Uchiha clans were well known for there ability in martial arts and I had seen my brother do some moves that I never thought possible but obviously they were. This just pushed me further.

I remember one particular day when it was a weekend, a Saturday to be exact, I had planed to stay the whole day training with my brother. He had promised me weeks ago that he would teach me and train with me so I was excited. I went to the Uchiha Dojo...it was abandoned because only Itachi was aloud to use it, I never ever saw how he would be so good without anyone to train with but looking back I found clues that there were other people there, there had to be.

"Brother! Train with me!" I said smiling brightly at my him, Itachi looked at me blankly, I had never meet someone who could hide all there emotions so well...I could not read his face at all.

"Come here..." He would say, I grinned and walked over to him. When I was in reaching distance he would flick my forehead and make an attempt of a smile "Another time" He would answer as I rubbed my head pouting. Being of such a young age I didn't take any notice of my brother's actions, he never actually smiled, not once had I saw him genially smile...hell I don't think he even smirked! He was so emotionless it was scary.

Even though Itachi wasn't the most loving of brothers I was sure he had a little affection for me, when I gave up in asking my brother to help me train I would train alone. In my mind I was competing with my brother, I would train for hours none stop, I remember one particular day were I was so exhausted that I fell to the floor. I couldn't walk and I lay panting looking at the sky. I heard footsteps walking over to me but I didn't have the strength to look. I felt strong arms lift me up off the ground and put me on his back...it was my bother.

"Brother..." I tried but I was too tired.

"S-sh…Little brother, that...will do...I think" There was a hint of something in his voice that I could not put a finger on, it was strange. I did not know at the time what my brother meant by saying that, I fell asleep on his back and he carried me home.

That's when it happened, properly the worst thing that could ever happen to me. I went to school that day as normal, happy and ready to show off at school, I was better than everyone there and I loved it, it made me know that I could beat my brother and I would. When I came home I knew instantly that something was wrong, there was no noise, Old Mrs. Hatsuki was not gardening, no one was there to compare me with my brother...instead they were sprawled out on the floor...dead.

To this day I still remember the pain of only seeing the color read...lifeless eyes and beaten down houses. There was one word sprayed everywhere in blood, Akatsuki. I had heard all about them, they were a rough gang that was brutal and yet geniuses of not leaving any clues to the police off whom they are. I walked down the bloody street my heart in my mouth, I did not cry yet, one thing was going through my head and that was my Mom, Dad and Brother.

I ran to my house not being as quiet as I would have liked, I flung open the door and it was silent, it was the only house that I saw that wasn't smashed, hope grew within me...but not for long. There was noise coming from there bedroom...it was if it was telling me to look behind the doors. I walked slowly over to them knowing that I would not like what was going to be revealed but I did none the less...I reached out for the door handle trembling and opened the door calling out for my mother and father...I screamed instead.

My mother was looking at me on the floor her mouth open...she was crying blood my father draped over her protectively. I had fallen too my knees shaking, I still didn't cry...not yet. There was a big pool of blood surrounding them but I couldn't stop looking, I thought that it must be a nightmare. There was a laugh and my head shot up, a figure was in the shadows...oddly familiar, it stepped forward into the light and I gasped.

"Brother? Mom and Dad..." My voice was trembling but at that moment I did not suspect my brother of killing them.

"I know..." He said grinning like a mad man, there was two things wrong here...first my brother had laughed, I had never ever heard him laugh before and he had grinned...then it came to me and it was then that I started crying.

"Brother? Why?" I said so weakly I did not think he had heard me...he obviously had because he had laughed again.

"Foolish...Little...Brother...I had thought you stronger than this" He hissed, he walked over to me and put his foot on my chest flinging me back. I fell back screaming in fear.

"I don't want to die...please...no!" I begged. Never in my life had I ever begged for anything, I asked for training but never begged, I never begged for anything...I felt my pride leave me.

"I won't...not yet..." He said, he leaned down and touched my cheek I flinched but dared not to move. "If you want to kill me grow strong...only think of me...when you are strong try if you might...we will have a fair fight" He had said then slapped me that my head turned forcefully to the side. He laughed and left, I just sat there with my eyes wide and crying, I did not know at the time how that one sentence would affect my life.

I had fainted that night, I woke up in hospital and as soon as I woke up I was asked questions, I never answered them. From then on I never cared for anything and cold to everyone, I would not become friends because they could not be trusted. My brother was properly the only person I ever trusted and now he was the person that I hated and all I wanted was his blood on my hands. I called myself an avenger from then on and I promised that I would grow strong and kill my brother...how stupid I had been, I was doing the exact thing he wanted me to do...I was blind, My brother had been testing me, all he ever wanted was someone to beat him and he thought that I would be a good fight but I knew that he did not think I would win, he was properly right.

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