I don't own Naruto.
This is an Ita/Naru obviously !
I dedicate this story to StarOfYaoi as a thanks for all her wonderful, awesome Ita/Naru Stories !
This story is beta-ed by Krow ! You're wonderful !
I
was watching you
Chapter 1
I used to often watch you. When you were younger:
I remember those blue eyes showing nothing but sadness.
You were playing in a small corner of the sand box. You were wearing that hideous Orange jumpsuit too big for you, your goggles were on your forehead and your blond hair framing your face making you look like an angel.
It was not a decent time for a child to be alone outside. But you were there sitting in the middle of the sand box, playing with invisible friends, smiling at the nothingness around you, you softly whispered words that no one could hear
A small tear escaped your beautiful summer sky blue eyes, and soon another followed, and another. You began to sob your tiny little fists were trying to dry your eyes.
I watched you, biting down my lip and fisting my hands, trying to not go and hold you in my arms. I turned around and left you there playing in this little sand box with this sad smile on your lips, I began to run away from you, from reality.
I arrived home and softly whispered a 'Tadaima (1)' like I always did. I did not mean this word; I did not want to come back here. It was not somewhere one could call 'home': It was cold and all in there was just fake: fake happiness, fake caring, fake love.
'I would prefer to come back to you.' I thought as I took off my shoes and put them away.
"You're finally here." A harsh commanding voice said. It was my father's voice. Deep and dark like him.
I continued to walk in the small corridor, ignoring my father. I heard him getting up; I heard his soft footsteps on the wooden floor. His right hand closed around my upper left arm and he spun me around.
I was now facing him. He was glaring at me like he always did.
I could see the envious look in his black eyes. He wanted my power. He wanted to be me. He wanted ME to become what HE could not.
"Where were you ?" He asked glaring at me with his cold black eyes full of hatred.
"On a mission." I answered looking straight in his eyes; no emotion visible in my blood red, three comma Sharingan.
My Sharingan was always active now because I was and still am a paranoiac. I knew that my father felt threatened by my power, and that if I ever let him have a chance to strike me, he would kill me without a second thought. Especially since it would gave him what he so deeply desired.
His thirst for power had already destroyed my life and now he was doing the same with Sasuke. Not that I was worried about him. I couldn't care less about my spoiled brat of a little brother.
I think I was jealous of him, if I had any feeling for him, that is. He had what I never had: a chance to have a normal childhood, or rather as normal as possible when you are a part of the self proclaimed most powerful clan in Konoha. This chance, I never had because I was the first born son of the main family, burdened with the will and expectations of my clan.
But the real reason was because he could be near you, he could be with you but he did not grab this opportunity. Blind to your beauty, to your pain, he preferred to stay in normalcy, to please our father who would never see him, to be a sheep following the flock as it was the easier way. How could I stand this ? I who deepest desire was to be with you.
"We found this." My father said showing me a paper.
I took it and read it : It was what could have been a suicide note left by, if one believed what was written on this piece of paper, Shisui if not for the fact that I had executed him with my own hands achieving the coveted ultimate level of the Sharingan.
I raised a brow looking at my father with my coolest glare.
"So what ?"
My father smirked, his aristocratic face deformed by a greedy, arrogant expression, his eyes shining with deviousness.
"The Hokage has gone to the Mist to sign the peace treaty..." He simply said, his smirk widening to a full out evil grin.
He took the letter out of my hands and walked away.
'Is he threatening me?' I though smirking, 'I think it's time for the UCHIHA clan to recall that they are mere mortals...'
"Aniki (2) ?" The soft boyish voice of my little brother asked.
I looked down at him, my Crimson eyes shining through the dark of the mansion. My little brother grabbed the edge of my ANBU shirt and pulled it down a little.
He had a sleepy look on his face, his hair was messily spiking around, and he was trying to stay awake blinking his sleepy eyes.
"Aniki, where were you ? You promised me you'd train with me..." He said in his annoying whiny voice.
I bent down on my knees to be on Sasuke's eyes level.
"On a mission." I answered in a soft voice. "But I don't remember promising you anything."
I saw him blushing, and darting his eyes away in shame. I got up and ruffled his hair.
"I'll train with you as soon as I can."
'I hope it won't be too soon.' I added to myself as an afterthought.
He looked up at me his eyes full with tear and a pout on his face.
"But you're always on missions..." he whined.
I looked down at him: "I'm an important part of this village, Sasuke. I am an ANBU captain, do you understand ?"
He nodded clumsily, a dejected aura emanating from him as he walked back into his room.
I slid my bedroom door open and entered my room. All is in order like always. My mother had prepared my Futon like she did every night.
I undressed; I gently folded my ANBU uniform and put it away on the chair in the shadowed corner of my room.
I placed my wolf mask on the left of my pillow and laid down on my Futon, closing my eyes. My last thought before entering the realm of sleep was of you.
XxXx SEVERAL HOURS LATER xXxX
I woke up at five, like I always did. The first rays of sun were piercing through my window. I blinked the sleep away and sat up on my Futon.
'This day is definitely going to be a good one.' I thought smirking to myself.
I walked up to the chair where I put my ANBU uniform and dressed. I tied my silky black hair in a low pony tail, and then my Hitai-ate on my forehead.
I polished my nails, removing the blood I failed to take off yesterday. Then I picked up my sword, making it switch around, rating the sound of the blade. I narrowed my eyes.
'Hmm, it needs to be sharpened.' I thought as I looked to my Katana, the sun reflecting on its not so smooth surface. 'It would not do any good if it does not cut properly, especially today.'
I put down my sword in front of me, got up and took out of a drawer of my desk a small wooden ebony box elegantly decorated with a light purple amethyst dragon clawing a ruby red phoenix. I delicately lifted the lid and took out a small elegant sword like stone and began to rub it firmly against the blade.
After a few minutes being satisfy with my work, I took out of the box a small shammy and passed it along the blade to get rid of the small metal particles.
'It must be perfect.' I thought as I looked at my Katana glittering under the sun.
I closed the box and put it back into the drawer and walked up to my Futon. I rolled it up and placed it in the closet. I went to my desk, clearing it of all the personal objects I had in it. There was not much: the small wooden box, an inkstand, a paintbrush and a few scrolls. I put the small box and two scrolls away in my ANBU bag and the rest in another blue leather bag. I slid my door open and walked down to the family Dojo.
No one was up yet and the Dojo was empty. The sun was shining through the thin paper of the doors coloring the room in a soft yet shining beige. One could see the dust slowly falling on the Tatami like a soft rain during a spring night. On the wall opposite to me, was the Giant red and white fan symbol of the Clan.
It was my chance, I bent down on my knee and I lift one of the Tatami in the middle of the Dojo. I put the blue bag under it. I replaced the Tatami and memorized its emplacement.
"What are you doing here ?" The harsh voice of my father asked.
I turned around to face him.
"What could I have been doing, Chichiue (3)?" I asked my eyes fixed on his.
He frown at me, his eyes sparkling with hatred, his mouth set in a grim smirk, his lower lip getting out a little. He spat at me before turning on his heels and exited the Dojo. I watched him a small smirk playing on my lips.
'Tonight will definitely be fun !' I thought.
XxXx SOME TIME LATER xXxX
I was putting on my sandals when I heard the whining voice of my brother.
"Aniki..." I turned my head and saw my brother's smiling face.
"Ohayo, Otouto (4)."
"Ohayo Aniki !" he answered with alacrity staining his voice.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
'He will ask me to train him again...'
"Ne, Aniki, I'm going to train throwing Shuriken this afternoon... Would you like to come with me ?"
He asked his black eyes full of hope.
'How many time will I have to tell him no ?' I though before answering: "I'm very busy... why don't you ask Chichiue to help you ?"
He scolded, his thin black eyebrows setting in a deep frown.
I sigh: 'He is so annoying...'
"But Aniki, you're the best, for the Shuriken..." He cried.
I looked coldly at him ; he was really getting on my nerves.
"You think I'm a burden." He continued.
I mentally sigh : If only he knew how right he was.
I made waved my hand for him to come closer. He quickly came near me, a hopeful expression on his face. I hit him on the forehead with my nails.
"Sorry, Sasuke... Another time..." I answered.
He pouted furrowing his eyebrows further, his eyes were fixed, looking up to his forehead as if he was trying to see if it was bruised.
I narrowed my eyes at how easy my brother was to read.
'He will never be a good Shinobi...' I thought mentally sighting.
"I've no time for you today." I told him coldly as I got up.
"Always the same thing: 'sorry Sasuke'... and a hit on the forehead! At least, avoid your 'today'. You never have time for me!" I heard him whine.
I opened the door and walked away without turning back to see his face.
'I'm sure this idiot his smiling...' I thought as I walked in the streets of the UCHIHA district.
Every civilian was smiling at me when the Ninja were glaring an envious look in their eyes. I looked down at them with disgust.
'Those arrogant bastards...' I thought clenching my fists slightly.
XxXx A FEW HOURS LATER xXxX
I was watching you again, crouching on a bough just above the window of your academy's class.
You were sat next to my annoying brother, your hands cupping your chin and maintaining your head, your cerulean blue eyes were heavy with sleep. Your goggles were lying in front of you.
I watched as that brown haired Chûnin you appreciated so much threw an eraser at you. It landed right on the middle of your forehead. You screamed a loud 'Oww' as you toppled over but you grasped the edge of the table and regained your balance.
Every one was laughing around you, pointing you. You pouted, your lower lip getting out trembling slightly as you asked the teacher why he had done that.
Your beautiful blue eyes were letting small crystal like tears escape while you rubbed the angry red bruise on your forehead.
'You're so beautiful, my little one...' I thought.
I heard the Chûnin yelling and then every one growled before turning to glare at you. You looked down, and smiled embarrassed while rubbing the back of your head.
"You first Naruto." the teacher said.
You walked down the stairs, a wide smile on your lips and your eyes shining with cunningness, I knew you were up to some prank of yours. I looked fondly at you as you made the hand signs for the 'Bunshin no Jutsu'. You transformed into a naked girl and I saw the Chûnin's nose bleed throwing him backward, he landed hard on the blackboard cleaving it. Most of class was laughing apart from my stupid brother who was scowling, shaking his head at you, and a few girls that were glaring at you muttering things under their breath.
XxXx SEVERAL HOURS LATER xXxX
I was perched on a pylon, the red full moon lightening the path leading to the UCHIHA district, the wind was blowing.
A cloud dimmed the moon light, I saw my brother coming out of a corner running, his school bag slowing him down.
'Really, he is stupid ! Didn't he notice the unnatural silence or the scent of blood carried by the wind ?'
He looked up and our gaze met for a second. I jumped to another roof and another until I arrived at the main house. The scent of blood filled my nostrils.
'Hmmm, I love this metallic scent... The scent of Death...
"Tadaima," I said mockingly.
I pushed the door of my parents' boudoir open; the first thing I saw were my parents' corpses illuminated by the red moonlight: My mother was laying on the floor surrounded by blood spatters, blue yellowish bruises on her neck and cheeks, blood trailing down from her mouth. My father was on top of his deceased wife, he tried to protect her. His body was covered with bruises and small cuts, blood covering his face and like his wife, a thin trail of blood was running done from his mouth.
On the left, there was the favorite small green, blue and gold Chinese vase of my mother's was smashed, the contents lying on the floor, it was the only proof that there had been any fight at all.
I sensed my brother's Chakra signature approaching and I smirked, preparing to fully enjoy my stupid Otouto's pain. I walked up to my parents' bodies, facing the door I was now standing in front of my dead parents, I took a step back so my face was hidden in the shadow. A mere second later, my brother opened the door.
"Otousan (5), Okaasan (6)." he yelled, his eyes wide open and his breath coming out in short pants.
I sigh at his stupidity.
'What if the murderer was still here ? He would have just gotten himself killed...' I thought.
I went forward a little so my face was partially lightened by the moon.
"Aniki!" He yelled, small sweat drops trailing down his face. "Aniki! Otoosan and Okaasan are.. !
How did this happen ! Who could have done this !"
I threw a Shuriken at the door effectively closing it, and a second into my brother's left shoulder. He closed his eyes as he yelped in pain.
"What a Harebrain you are, my brother..." I said closing my eyes.
I could feel his questioning gaze on me. I slowly opened my eyes activating my Mangekyou Sharingan.
His eyes opened wide as he looked into my blood red eyes.
"AAAAARGH ! STOP, ANIKI ! I DON'T WANT TO SEE THAT ! WHY ! NOOOO !
GWAAAAH ! UGWAAGH ! STOP ! OKAASAN AND OTOOSAN... YOU'VE... AAAAAARGH !" He yelled clutching his head, pulling on his black locks. "GWAAAARGH !"
I looked unemotionally at him as he fell on his knees still screaming. Suddenly I heard a thump, he had finally lost consciousness.
'It took longer than I thought but I did not use it to its full power.' I looked down at my brother as trail of saliva ran down his chin and his eyes stared fixed and glazed.
A small line of blood was flowing down the wooded floor getting nearer and nearer of his left hand, he turned his head, his eyes came back into focus, the sweat rolling down his face.
"...Why ?" He asked with a weak voice trying to lift his head. "Aniki...?"
"To measure my strength !" I answered coldly looking down at him.
"... Measure... your strength ? That's all..."
'Are you that stupid, Otouto ? Do you really think I would answer honestly to your question ?' I thought disappointed by his stupidity.
"... ...and that's why you take our parents' life away !" He said lifting his head a little.
"This is what matters !" I answered trying to get a raise out of him.
I waited for his reaction looking at the crimson liquid flowing slowly in his direction. I saw his fingers moving, pushing on the hard wooden floor, and his changing position getting ready to give in to the impulse to run.
"No... all this..." He began before dashing blindly in my direction. "...IT'S LIES !"
I punched him in the gut and he fell down to the ground next to our parents. I looked at him, tears streaming down his face as his wide eyes came in contact with the blank dead eyes of our father. I walked up to him purposely stepping on the blood. He crouched, his every movement showing his fear.
"WAHHH! DON'T KILL ME !" He screamed running away like a low life insect he was.
I took off after him. He stopped in the middle of a street not so far from the entry of the UCHIHA district.
'What are you thinking, Otouto ? That if you're near enough to an exit, someone may hear you ? No- one can hear your scream, you know !'
"No challenge in getting rid of you... stupid..." I told him looking coldly down at him. "If you want to be able to kill me one day... ...fill your heart with resentment ! Hate me !"
He looked at me with wide eyes tears still streaming down his face, his mouth open wide. I walked calmly past him, knowing that he would not be able to move a muscle and exited the UCHIHA district.
I placed my ANBU mask on and jumped on a rooftop.
XxXx 10 MINUTES LATER xXxX
I opened your window, and walked in, stepping on your empty unmade bed. I knew I had left blood marks on your sheet.
I looked around and I saw you, sitting on a cushion at your table. Your head resting on your folded arms, drool was running down your chin and onto the table. You had that stupid hat on your head. I could see your whisker-like scars moving as you dreamed surely about Ramen...
I smiled at you fondly, one of my rare smiles.
'Do you know you are the only one who makes me smile ?'
I walked into the small room you were using as a training room. I opened my ANBU bag and took out the scrolls. I hid them in the drawer of the desk. It was dusty, proof that you did not use it very often.
I walked out of the room, and crouched beside you looking at your sleeping face. You opened your beautiful blue eyes, your pupils unfocused and you grumbled a little.
"ANBU-san?" You asked with a sleepy voice.
"Yes." I answered, pushing your hair away from your eyes.
"Why are you here, ANBU-san ?" You asked looking at me with your shining blue eyes.
"To say Goodbye." I replied a hurt look passed through your eyes.
But soon it disappeared.
"You're going on a cool mission ?"
"I'm going on mission." I answered.
"Are you going to save a princess or fight a dragon ?"
"I'm going to save an important person, yes."
"Who ? Who ?"
"You" I answered smiling behind my mask.
"But... I'm not an important person..." You answered looking down.
"You are. You are for me." I answered taking him in my arms.
I lifted you from the floor and walked up to your bed, I lay you down your bed. I quickly lifted my mask a little and kiss you on your forehead, before fastening it back on my face and climbing back out.
Glancing back into your room, I saw your unmoving form ; you must have fallen asleep again.
Chapter
1 End
1 Tadaima : I'm back
2 Aniki : Big brother (usually used by boys)
3 Chichiue : It's a very polite way of saying Father.
4 Otouto : Little brother
5 Otoosan : Father
6 Okaasan : Mother
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