My first try in writing a Naruto fic and hope this gonna last forever. Thanks to Elli for your support and wonderful correction. Damn! I luv your work, you're so rock! Have a read and enjoy! No YAOI even I'm a boy's love fan.

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2 and a half years ago…..

The five year old, raven haired boy eyed sadly toward his mother's shrine. There were many guests dressed in black Yukatas that came to the funeral. The small photo of a beautiful, dark haired lady was pasted against the cold stone. The lady's name was written bold and dark underneath her photo, together with yesterday's date.

"Sasuke…"

The boy glared up. The emotionless, black almond eyes greeted him as its owner took his left arm gently.

"They are waiting, Sasuke….let's go," his brother Itachi gave a soft smile with the kind of resisted sadness from his voice. The older boy gestured his cold eyes towards their impatient guests. Sasuke stepped back hesitantly after paying his last respect as his own brother led him to their father's side.

Captain Uchiha Fugaku, the father of two kids, only met his unfeeling gaze towards the brothers. He eyed them for split seconds without saying anything before he glanced back to their rich guests who were just about to put a white lily on Mikoto's shrine. Fugaku looked very calm and collected, this somewhat made Sasuke's mind bother. It was unnatural for a man who was attending his wife's funeral.

Sasuke's small form stood beside the tall elegant man. His onyx eyes looked up to his father's stoic face, wondering behind his mind if his father felt any sadness on his wife's death.

'Does he care for Kaa-chan's death? Doesn't he still love her or at least love…us?'

Little Sasuke's mind spun off for a minute before he turned his stare up to his big brother on his right. There was a gleam of sorrow that gushed out from the emotionless eyes. Itachi was trying his best to hide his mask and Sasuke could tell how hard his brother fought off the gathering tears that slowly dripped out from his eyes. The older boy gripped his knuckles hard until they turned white.

The tears for a mother who had born him and raised him.

Sasuke's watery eyes widened. He didn't even think to see Itachi who seemed so broken. It was the first time he caught the emotion's spark behind of Itachi's coldness.

He never looked so fragile like today…..

He was too perfect by Sasuke's eyes and now the view was a lie. His brother wasn't that too adorable and very cold hearted person that he thought he was.

"Your aniki is a sensitive boy, even if he doesn't show it," Sasuke remembered this always…it was his mother's word before she died.

His mother always reminded him that no one is perfect. She advised him and taught him to always be respectful to the elders. Luckily Sasuke was an obedient son to his beloved mother. But mother was dead and nobody will be looking after him now excluding the two males. And his life wouldn't be same as yesterday without mother.

"Kaa-chan, why did you leave us?" He knew the fact and he didn't have courage to stop the cruel fate.

Nobody will sing to him and hum a lullaby at night… no one would tuck him into bed, feed him and fetch him from school. It was totally cruel for a small boy who still deserved an attention from a lady called mother.

Sasuke snapped out from his thought when he felt a cold hand squeeze his. It was Itachi. The brothers exchanged an understandable glance and Itachi's finger reached out to wipe a tear from his otouto's eyes.

"Don't you remember what Kaa-chan said? She didn't want us to cry," Itachi reminded breathlessly. The older Uchiha struggled to look strong over his little brother's form.

Sasuke nodded once and his brother gently ruffled his spiky smooth hair. The boy then weakly looked over at the small crowd. The guest number was getting lesser as they departed to give space for the monk to start the ceremony.

The dark haired boy didn't pay any attention to the death mantras. The memory of Mikoto, her smile, her touch and tomato salad kept on coming into the little's mind. Sasuke knew he didn't feeling well and was worn out from staying for the whole night. He clutched a bit of Itachi's fabric.

His mental state was disturbed and he knew he would never be a normal child again. His soul was crushed and damaged, without love from mother and ignorance from his father.

"Tou-chan never loves us…"

Sasuke gapped himself from an outsider, so no one will be understand his true pain. No one ever can….No one ever can share his happiness or laughter…

Sasuke's nose smelled the torch's scent, which had been burnt by the monk, carried by the wind. He looked up to the grey sky. It was going to rain and slowly the drizzling rain poured down. The sky seemed to weep for his mother, like the Mother Nature knew the pain of his heart.

The boy rubbed away the droplets from his pale face and continuously stared up towards the crying sky. "Kami-sama, why did you take Kaa-chan from me?" his cute lips mumbled but no voice came out.

"Have I turned speechless? Oh Kami!" he began to feel bewildered, but the sorrow surpassed everything.

His eyes were getting heavier and the voices seemed uncaught by his ear. His knees and limbs were getting weaker minute by minute.

He didn't know what was going to happen to him and he didn't even care if God wanted him to die right now. If that was a good option, then it was. All he wanted to be was on the same line as his mother.

"Kaa-chan, wait for me….just wait for me for a while…I'm going to be with you in heaven, just wait."

Fugaku was stunned when his eldest son suddenly screamed out his youngest son's name. He immediately looked down and saw Itachi was holding his unconscious little brother. The ceremony was immediately stopped and everybody rushed forward to the brothers.

"This is too much….," Fugaku stared tensely when he saw Itachi's teary eyes. He confidently thought that Itachi wouldn't cry but he proven wrong.

"Don't you feel like crying, Otou-san?"

TBC

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