A/N: Sasuke Uchiha's reflections after Itachi's death. Hope you enjoy it and reviews are very welcomed!~
The emptiness of revenge.
Dark. Everything's so dark and cold.
I sometimes wonder if there's really a heart pumping blood through my veins. Am I truly alive? I know I'm still breathing but; is it because I still live? Or is it all a big fat lie? A genjutsu maybe?
I don't know for how long I've been inside this cave; a week, a month? I can't really say. I've been lying on this stone for so long, my limbs are starting to go numb. Only my mind's awake, playing a movie in my head.
The flashing images come and go constantly. People are screaming outside in the streets. I am looking for my parents desperately. I'm calling out for them but I can't hear my voice. I walk into the living-room and find them on the floor, a pool of blood under them. Tears start pouring down my cheeks. As I wipe them away, I notice they're stained in red. My hands are now covered in blood. My own blood? Theirs? I turn around and see Itachi coming at me, his eyes full of hatred and despair. Then everything changes and turns to black. Itachi's still in front of me but now he's bleeding and his face is all swollen up. He places two fingers on my forehead as I instinctively close my eyes. When I open them, I watch as my bloody hands hold a kunai to my parents.
"He killed them to save you."
Those words keep echoing in my head until I regain consciousness.
I have a fever. The bandage around my head's soaked in sweat. I'm delirious. I pass out quite often. When I'm out of it, those images keep coming to me. When I'm conscious, I think of what I'll do when I get better. I think about the people that I'm going to kill, their suffering, their blood on my hands. I can't help but smile. I'm looking forward to it. All I can get myself to think about is revenge: revenge on Konoha and everyone who ever stood in my way.
I'm blinded by these dark thoughts, these images that haunt me, this urge to get even. I thought this bitterness would disappear with Itachi's death but I think it's getting worse. And now, I have this sorrow to cope with, because the only thing that kept me going, my goal in life, was to kill Itachi, my brother, that murderer. And now that's all over. All I have left are his eyes and, of course, this need to kill, to spill blood.
Why didn't you kill me, Nii-san? Why did you let me live? Was it all a joke for you? My existence, did it ever mean anything to you? Why did you leave me to live in a world made of lies? Why did you live me all alone? What did I ever do to you?
It's so dark and cold. I shiver while I'm sweating. I want to take the bandage off but I know it's not the time. I'm not ready to immerse myself in the emptiness of revenge.