Eight years. Eight years of searching for the one who destroyed his life entitely just in one night. No rest, no sleep, no pleasure ever. It was like this every day: constant search and sometimes, rarely, rest. The question didn't stop bothering him: why? What was the real reason?
Uchiha Itachi, his elder brother and only sibling, slaughtered all the Uchihas besides Sasuke in that night.
"Why, brother why?!" Tears rolled and rolled down the eight year-old boy's pale cheeks. He shivered in fear and his breathing got faster and harder.
The older one smirked. "To see if I could."
And with that unsatisfying explanation he left Sasuke to blame himself and twirl.
He grew stronger, taller, smarter. His confidence was building up and he was completely ready to face that mystery he called his brother and find out what the truth is. Because he simply couldn't have killed them just to test himself.
Eight long, long years. He had no time for pleasure. Many girls had interest in him. Countless squealing individuals. Oh, Sasuke-kun can't you stay just a bit longer? Stay. No, he couldn't. No one night stands with the receptionists, waitresses, stray ninja girls...
Sasuke felt homesick and decided that stopping by Konoha wasn't such a bad idea. Even if it was just for a while. He was halfway through a big field, covered with fresh green grass, when he heard a shout and the sound of someone falling. He rushed to the place only to see a boy, no older than himself, laying on the ground, panting. He had blonde spiky hair and big blue eyes. Skin a lot darker than his own and he didn't look like he had the intention to get up soon. Sasuke was intrugued by that boy for some reason he didn't quite understand.
"Hey." he plainly said and got the boy's attention.
The blonde quickly jumped up and looked suspiciously at Sasuke.
"Who are you?" he asked with a geniune, calm tone.
What am I doing? I'm supposed to be... heading back home...
"Sasuke Uchiha. And what were you doing laying on the ground? And more importanly who are you?"
The blonde smiled vaguely. "Name's Naruto Uzumaki and I'm a jounin from The Hidden Leaf Village. You, Mr. look like a stray ninja. Plus you're one of them."
Sasuke put his hands on his hips and arched his brows. "One of who?"
"Uchihas. I heard what happened to you..." he made a pause, thinking carefully for his words. "I kind of know what you feel. I never had a family..."
Sasuke was even more intrigued. "I'm not sure what you know. I myself don't know the whole story. That's why I'm searching for him... And what is a Jounin doing outise the village? Don't you have missions?"
They both felt akward. They just met and were now telling each other their life stories...
He looks sad.
"I... I'm sick of Konoha. No one ever trust me since I've got The Nine Tails inside of me... No one ever wants to be friends... people don't like me..."
"Nine tails?" A light bulb flashed in Sasuke's mind. Interesting...
"You know, the Kyuubi."
Sasuke smiled. Without saying another word they both head for Konoha, each thinking what the other wasn't telling...
