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Okay so this is my first Fan Fiction, EVER! So be nice ^_^

So this is a NaruSasu so if you don't like yaoi....I don't know why

you would be reading this lol

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Disappear with the Thunder…

Chapter 1

Dark clouds obscured the black sky as rain began pounding against the earth below. The rain seemed to be crying for the family of a small run down house in the back part of town. The lightening that illuminated the sky within masked the screams. And with each strike it brought a small flash of light to the house. An eerie silence consumed the area only disturbed by the occasional strike of thunder. Buried within the thunder was a soft whimper of a terrified seven-year-old boy, hiding, shielding his crying eyes with his black hair that draped over his swollen face.

Sasuke was knelt beside a burgundy dresser, silently trembling as he listened to the sound of his mother pleading with him. Her weak voice choked as she desperately cried for him not to come to her aid, to remain hiding. He could make out heavy footstep slowly growing closer to his mother and then there was the silence. Sasuke began to cautiously crawl towards the door, stopping every few seconds to make sure he was not noticed. Tears continued to slide down his pale face as he peered through the doorway.

There a few feet from the door, his mother, on her knees with her arm stretched out towards the man in front of her. He was confused; his mother looked at the stranger with eyes mixed of fear, but also compassion. The man began to close the small distance between them, the footsteps echoed as it consumed his mind as he watched. His fear paralyzed him, "Please, just don't hurt him…" begged the female Uchiha.

The man now towered over the small woman. His face still hidden behind the darkness as his right hand gripped the knife through his leather glove, tightening as Sasuke accidently leaned too far into the door. The man did not move, but from his body language Sasuke felt as if his face was smiling at him. As if he knew he was there and wanted him to watch the brutality of his actions.

Seconds dragged as the man just stood in place not moving. Suddenly before Sasuke could comprehend what was truly happening, the man lunged at her. Her screams radiated off the walls as blood began to flow from her body and onto the wooden floor.

As the thunder broke the silence, lightening filled the room and Sasuke was forced to watch his mother fall onto the floor. She laid there motionless, struggling to breathe. "Ani please help…mom.." Sasuke whimpered deliriously as he crawled from his hiding spot by the door.

"Mom…please", he cried as he made his way to his dying mother. As the realization reached her, a small frown crept onto her pale face.

"Run, my child…please live" tears began to well up in her eyes as she pleaded. Sasuke definitely shock his head as he reached out and touched her, staining his pure skin. Another flash of lightening lit the room as Sasuke realized the man responsible for harming his mother was still in the room. Hiding in the shadows, while at the same time breathing venom down his neck.

Sasuke inhaled softly as he widened his ash eyes from the feeling of complete helplessness. The man slowly approached him from the shadows. "Itachi….ani….mom needs help…." Sasuke whimpered deliriously as lightening lit the room showing Itachi standing in the corner. His face held a small grin as he stared at Sasuke's pathetic state.

Sasuke raised his small blood covered hand, reaching for his brother. " Brother…plea--" His voice disappeared as he noticed the knife in his older brother's hand. The blood shone from the light supplied from the window. Sasuke raised his head at Itachi bewildered and confused.

Itachi grinned as he saw the realization cover his face and then quickly replaced with fear. "Why, Nii-san…" Itachi heard his brother question.

"Someday Sasuke, I will find you again. Sleep knowing that—"Police sirens faintly began to fill the air as they grew closer. The sound pierced Sasuke's thoughts, giving him back his courage for a brief second. With this new glimpse of hope he stood on his shaky knees and turned as fast as he could, towards the door. As he turned the corner, escaping the room, he could hear the voice he once treasured hiss in an unrecognizable tone," Don't think you've escaped, you merely delayed your fate…".

"Sasuke, get your lazy ass out of bed and get down here", Orochimaru bellowed. His voice laced with rage as he slammed the door across the hall. His footsteps receding down the stairs. Sasuke slowly opened his eyes. Sighing, he draped his arm over his forehead as he recalled the dream he had just been awaken from. Though that night haunted him, it also frustrated him. He always felt helpless when he woke from it.

Sasuke, drenched in sweat from his nightmare, now sat up in his small bed and scanned his cramped room. It had been eleven years since then and everything had changed. Now he lived with a tall man whose very voice made him sick. He had taken him in a month after the incident.

Sasuke snickered. He had not wanted to move out of his house, he had wanted to stay in the place that offered him familiarity. However, the orphanage didn't allow that choice. At least there he would have been free, not trapped in this small apartment.

He sighed as he stood and walked over to a round mirror that hung next to his door. His onyx hair messy as it framed his strong pale face. Sasuke gently placed his hand on his cheek; wincing as he touched a large bruise from the previous evening. Things seemed to be getting worse lately.

"Two minutes…" Orochimaru threatened. Sasuke quickly pulled open the top drawer to his right and pulled out his usual black attire. He quickly changed, throwing his previous attire on the floor with the clothes from the previous day. Lastly he addressed the darkening bruise with powder concealer that he hid in the same drawer. Once he was satisfied with the now hidden bruise he opened his door and made his way down the curved wooden stairs.

With each step he began to withdraw himself, building the walls necessary to hide behind. By the final step he was cold, uncaring and ready to face him. This was the only way he knew how to shield himself from the horrors that now encased his life daily; this was how he survived. He left his emotions behind in his dreams; he let them disappear with the thunder.

Orochimaru stood in the small kitchen, the brown walls created the illusion of rotting wood. Sasuke entered the kitchen, immediately he was overcome by the man's cologne. He had to stifle his disgust as he approached the man. Orochimaru stood staring at Sasuke with a look that revealed his anger. He began to tap his long thin finger on the black countertop that he was leaning on. His eyes roamed over Sasuke's body as he finally met his eyes.

"Today is an important day, so you shall keep your filthy mouth closed. Understood?" Orochimaru snapped as he turned around, allowing no time for Sasuke to respond. He walked to the front door grabbing the keys that hung on a hook beside it. Sasuke followed his guardian out the doorway and to the car. They crawled into the mustang as Orochimaru started the engine. They sat in silence, just a day like any other. Sasuke would trudge through the obstacles. He would merely exist as he waited for it to end.

The sun beat down on the lot of Konoha University as hundreds of students and parents stood mingling on the lawn in front of a tall building. The building reminded Sasuke of an ancient, yet modern, church. Sasuke glanced around and watched all of his soon to be fellow students, as they began to form bounds together. Meanwhile, Sasuke stood off to the side, separated, alone and unable to take that first step. Orochimaru loomed next to him. He was standing face forward, fake smile in place. Sasuke winced as he saw the foul mood his guardian was in.

"Wha- what the fuck! Of course I was accepted, Tsunade", shouted a tall, athletic blonde some feet from Sasuke. Orochimaru fixed his glare on the boy. Sasuke knew how he hated people who were loud and, well to put it honestly, annoying.

Just as the blonde seemed to clam down, Tsunade moved to the entrance of the building. She cleared her throat, "Attention, the Orientation will begin momentarily will everyone please follow me and I will show you where it will be held", with that she turned around and entered the building. Slowly everyone began to file into the building, Sasuke and Orochimaru were the last to enter.

They finally reached a small room with a long table full of food and various types of drinks. Tsunade had left, leaving them to begin to pick at the food. Once again Orochimaru stayed next to the wall, as if daring Sasuke to venture over to the crowd of students. If there was one thing he learned from Orochimaru, it was how to be invisible. A trait he was grateful for, however, at times like this, it was lonely. Sasuke sighed as he watched the crowd. A young man entered the room passing him on his right. The man's hair was a dark brown, the same shade as his eyes. One distinguishing feature was a large scar running over his nose. The man cleared his throat as he began to supply instructions. " Thank you for attending the first step of your new beginning. Since college is about coming into your own…." Sasuke's mind began to wander as the man quickly became rather boring with his chipper attitude. After what seemed like days, the orientation was over.

Sasuke returned to the car with Orochimaru. He had managed to go unnoticed throughout the entire orientation, while Orochimaru played his part so well it sometimes scared him. As they neared home he noticed that Orochimaru's annoyance from the day had yet to fade. All Sasuke could do is remain quiet.

As they pulled into the driveway Sasuke unbuckled his seatbelt as he prepared to head for his room. However, Orochimaru beat him to it, he yanked the keys from the ignition, pushed open the door and stormed into the dark house.

Sasuke liked the idea of staying in the car, but thought better of it. He slowly opened the door, the cold air hitting his porcelain face. He headed towards the still dark house as he shoved his hands in jean pockets. He opened the door cautiously as he passed the living room. Orochimaru was on the coach, TV blaring as he drank a bottle of beer. Sasuke winced internally as he continued to the stairs. When he got to his room he shut the door and flipped the lock the second he could. Tonight, he could not deal with him.

Sasuke walked over to his bed and sat down, running a hand through his hair as he recalled the long day. He would be starting college soon. He was surprised Orochimaru was even allowing him the freedom; however he was pretty sure Orochimaru didn't really have a choice. His grades were exceptional and in order to keep his façade Sasuke was allowed.

As Sasuke laid his head on his red pillow he could hear Orochimaru in the kitchen. He sounded frantic; the sounds of glass hitting the floor, and pans clashing against one another filled the air. Sasuke inhaled as he heard the noise from the kitchen silence. He knew what would come next, and surely enough it did. Orochimaru staggered up the curved stairway and made his way to Sasuke's locked door.

Sasuke closed his eyes as Orochimaru began to beat on his wooden door; it filled the room. "Open the door you little shit". Sasuke just closed his eyes tighter as he pulled a pillow over his exposed ear. He was used to this, it was better than the alternative.

Orochimaru continued beating the door, the sound echoed until Sasuke finally drifted off to sleep; unwilling to care of the punishment he would be sure to receive in the morning. The escape that sleep offered was not like any other. It was real.

End Note:

Okay so the next chapter will be a few weeks because I am going to Japan Monday, but it will come. Promise ^____^